Something got me thinking about the It Gets Better concept again and how really the need to hear It Gets Better for whatever reason ain't ever gonna go away is it?
Then I got to thinking that actually sometimes it would be nice to hear how it KEEPS Getting Better and how if you keep faith and belief in yourself you won't believe how good it can get and how the Universe will repay your faith and belief.
Certainly during my journey accounts of positive lives have been important to hear at times. I guess that's probably true for anyone struggling.
This is, I guess my Video Part 2 but written instead. So for the same reason I started this thread in the first place - just in case someone like me (or anyone at all really) ever needs to hear it. This is how ******* good it can be:
You know all those nights in your life that you kinda really enjoyed but never quite totally because you were running from yourself and always carried that voice in the back of your mind (regardless of the denial method you were using at the time) that asked the question: How good would this be if only I could be me? You know those crowded Pub drinks, those awesome gigs , those curries, those fantastic club nights. and those after club “Nightcap Sessions” But there was always an “If only.............”
If I told you that if you kept faith, kept belief and stubbornly kept going you would get every best night that could have been compressed into just one single night you'd call me a fantasist wouldn't you? Delusional or stupid might be other slightly polite words.
Bollox to that shite Ha!
Cos it happened to me. Last Saturday the Universe paid me back with bonuses galore. Every best night that ever should have been happened in the space of 12 hours. Everything, all of it, every single “If only.....” from those 40 years of running just got erased. I never dared to think that it could get as Better as it did and you know how good it really did get? The only potentially sour moment in the whole 12 hours was last knockings at half 4 in the morning having a last smoke outside the hotel with another member of the “Family” when some prick clocked me when I spoke cos of course my voice was fucked but before I could say a word that “Family” stepped in and she was awesome That's how good things really can be.
Be warned though – you'll probably look a complete tit at times but oops, having 40 years in 12 hours is a bit of mad rush.
It Really Really Really Does Get Better.
Anna
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