I’m on my way to the new me. Again. For the 234234234th time. No. I am the new me.

I am who I always was meant to be. Free. Untethered by low confidence, high anxiety, and the anchor of depression. I am the captain. I am the ship. I am the wave. And the sea and the land and the sky.

I will no longer be in the doldrums, for I am unfurling my sails. I am the trade winds.

I suffer nor want not, for the Father has given me all: everlasting love and everlasting peace.

I have kept too long to the shallows for fear of sinking in the deep. I have feared the rocky shores in the distance while clinging to a rotting dock. I have cast my worries and frets and wants to the Lord, that he may remake them into dreams anew.

I must leave the harbor if I am to sail. Steady now, steady on.

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton