My coveted scars on my skin are beginning to heal with the steroid treatment. I'm still amazed by how effective and strong the steroids really are. My first laser session is in another week and they confirmed that yes, it is going to hurt. But I'm so ready. I've never feared from physical pain. And soon after a couple more months pass, give or take 6 months, they will be just a mere distant memory. It's as if witnessing the physically tangible healing process is in itself a cathartic healing experience for my piece of mind and the transmitted electrical current which radiates throughout my entire body. I can slowly feel myself releasing my frustrations and hurt piece by piece as each day passes. It feels as if all the bottled up and kept air is slowly being let out of my heavy weighted chest.
I'm ready to let go of them. I don't need them anymore. I'm ready to let go of the last year, the horrible 22nd year of my life. Because my 23rd has been by far the best yet, and it's only began.
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