Though my life is a mess in so many ways. I finally see my worth. Sadly it took another person to help show it but at least I see it. I know I’ve written about being saved by people or therapy or medication but what if you find that person who helps you save yourself? Is that a bad thing? It’s scary for sure because people are human but when you haven’t seen your work in years it feels like a flotation device when lost at sea. It helps the journey. Does that make sense? I hope so.