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She stood at the edge of the cliff. She
gazed down at the abyss, marveling at
how all the paths she had trodden in life
had to somehow converge to this point.
She questioned herself. Repeatedly.
Was this really what her life had come
to? Was this it? She stood there, just
about to make the fall, weighed down
by fear, expectations, crushed dreams,
broken hopes, shattered spirit, battered
soul. It was fear. It was fear that had
crushed her so bad. Fear of things she
understood and the things she didn’t,
which were far too many to be penned
down by a mortal. She stood there, just
on the brink of collapse. Just about to
dive. Just about about to fall. Just about
to let go of everything she was. Just
about to become a stranger to herself.
And she snapped. Sleepwalking was
what had brought her to the edge of the
cliff, and now she was wide awake after
such a long time. It was time for the
lioness inside her to roar, and roar like
no one had ever seen or heard before.
Now that she was wide awake, she took
a long, deep breath at the edge of the
cliff and stood there for a brief moment
taking in everything she was and is. She
smiled at what this world is capable of
sometimes doing to people who give
in to fear, and she forgave herself for
giving in to that fear, and she promised
herself to never give in to fear again.
Bravery and kindness. That is what she
chose, and that is what she will always
choose. She stood there at the edge of
the cliff, and she took a step back, then
she took another step back. Then she
turned around, reclaiming all the peace
that had left her soul, she thanked God
for this beautiful life and she let go of
all the things that disrupted the peace
of her mind and soul. She let go of all
the things that didn’t resonate with
who she was as a person. And then
she ran; she ran with all the might of
the lioness within her. And she never
looked back. She knew that she would
be recalling all of it, ages and ages
hence. She might even laugh about it,
the way she does with everything in life.
She would eventually learn to humour
her pain, the way she always did. But
she was grateful for being pushed to
the edge of the cliff because now she
knew one thing for sure: that lioness
inside her would always save her. That
lioness would never be silenced. And
that lioness was the truest version of
herself. And with that thought in her
mind, gratitude in her heart and peace
in her soul, she fell in love with herself
all over again.