Being back in Baguio after so many years brought back so many childhood memories- just thinking about them wells my eyes up with tears. I love how happy I get whenever I'm here. But, I know. I know this sense of peace and joy is temporary; as it's always been, in travelling the world around me and within.
I L O V E to travel, but (I've never actually admitted this to myself before)- there have been times when I've gone on a trip to escape certain realities and keep the tough feelings in me ignored. This, and stuffing my face, I realize- are the very ways I've personally 'drank worries away' / 'done drugs to numb the pain'. Pfft.
It feels like I'm moving backwards right now; but, as some say, it helps to take a few steps back to see things more clearly, and in a different way. Like ➡ being in recovery today. It really is something one has to commit to pursuing every, single, day. 🌄 After all, it IS a nonlinear process one undertakes, and a conscious choice we perpetually have to make. So, yeah-- I vow to continue choosing to be here for myself; and to reach out to others, too, when I'm the one in need of help, getting up and getting through. (Hopefully: same goes for you!) #letstalk #usaptayo my DMs are open for you. 👫👫👫