Currently I’m sitting in the living room, sipping a jack and ginger, listening to the wind outside. And I cant help but be grateful for where I am in Life, above all physically. I am actually living in Chicago, in my apartment. I have a roof over my head, whereas a few years ago, things wasn’t this good. Even though everyday isn’t a 10 day, most are. I am Happy. Genuinely! usually randomly I think about when I was 17, bouncing from couch to couch to subway train, to couch to wherever because nobody wanted me to stay in their house. I was an inconvenience, seems like to All, including my bio dad. I think about my nieces and my nephew, I could never treat them as such. NEVER. Even my sibling, If I was able to provide a safe space for someone I loved who needed it, I would. Yes we could chat about boundaries, and etc, but the first point, would be to make them feel safe, wanted and Loved.

I really am the luckiest girl in the World. I get to live in my dream city, and have fun when I’m at work. In my wildest dreams, I didn’t dream of this. Being able to come home, feel free to be my weirdest self, safe and happy, is my greatest achievement thus far.

Jonez.