“When I loved myself enough, I began leaving whatever wasn't healthy. This meant people, jobs, my own beliefs and habits - anything that kept me small. My judgement called it disloyal. Now I see it as self-loving.”

Autumn already started. Golden leaves, crisp skies, and the smell of hope in the air. I love autumn. The end of september is the most beautiful time of the year to me. For some reason it reminds me of warmth...of truth and words I promised myself to never forget.  

The question I am currently struggeling with is....Did I lost myself. Can you... can you lose yourself if everything that happens is a part of who you are? Even when you turned into this mess of a person who is fighting her heart of hearts... Still...this is not a person I have become. This is part of a heart that I always was....isn't it? 

I don't want get in too deep because even my outfit posts often end up being a therapy session. I just feel like there is a room in my heart where I can always come back too ... or where I will eventually wander back too... and it is called home.

I don't know where home is, but I want to go there. I am loosing all my weapons. My heart is desperate for arms able to hold a restless breath.

Mom Jeans Hering, Primark Top&Cap, Sandals from local market festival, backpack primark