I emptied my spaces so as not to commit the same mistakes or nurture old anxieties. Stripped of myself, I revealed my failures, my insecurities, my temperamental outbursts, my fragilities, without fearing the harsh truth. Driven by my own will, I rebuilt myself with joys, recycled my disappointments to laugh at myself, at my craziness. Renewed by my own essence, I am half full and the other half waiting for new experiences. I, a reading of myself, now read myself entirely, without the fear and shame of knowing who I am…

Letting go of the past is an act of courage. By emptying my spaces, I paved the way for a new journey, free from the burdens I once carried. Stripped of myself, I looked into the mirror of my soul and faced my failures, my insecurities, and all my fragilities without averting my gaze. In this act of revelation, I found an unsuspected strength, a light that persisted amidst the shadows.

Moved by this new strength, I rebuilt myself with joys. Each disappointment, carefully recycled, transformed into a reason to smile. I rose from my own ashes, celebrating my craziness with the lightness of someone who has learned to dance in the storm.

Now, renewed, I am half full and the other half awaiting new experiences that life has to offer. I read myself, know myself, and above all, accept myself. Without fear, without shame. Each page, each line, is a testimony of who I was and who I am becoming. And in this full acceptance of myself, I find true freedom and joy. ❤

©️ Beatriz Esmer