I'm done.

I had no doubt in my mind I’d come back, to be honest with you. In my last article I wrote about how my life has changed in a good way. Well, I guess you can’t have the rainbow without a little rain. This isn’t just about me; this is about you, too. This is your so-called sign and a reminder, an important one.

Just know, as cliché as it might sound, you’re never alone. And you’re worth the whole damn world. You’ve come way too far to give up now. I know you’re tired, I feel it every day of my life. Go back to the beginning. Remember why and how you started. Throw away the trash and set bigger goals. Then S T O P giving fucks. Focus on the good and learn from the bad.

Silence the voices in your head. Don’t pay attention to them. And if they’re loud, well, faith is louder. And if you need to shout, scream. If you need to cry, ball your eyes out. If you need air, leave the fucking house. Breathe.

If I’ve learnt one thing after being screwed over once too many times is that every time you get hurt, you become stronger, grow wiser, your skin thickens. You’ll be fine. I promise to you that when you’re about to give up you’re also right before you succeed. After all, the darkest hour comes before the dawn.

I’m done holding back feelings and words. I’m done trying to be someone I’m clearly not. I’m done caring what others think of me, my actions, choices and lifestyle. I’m too young to constantly worry about literally everything. Take me as I am or leave me alone.

If you’re waiting for a sign, this is it.

Athina.