I've been watching too many episodes of "Being Erica" in my spare time. So maybe I should write my regrets out on paper. My biggest regret?

February - April Era.

Why? Well I won't bore you with the details, but let's just say I made a series of mistakes and the consequences came just as quickly as the mistakes were made.

And I know this isn't a TV show, so I know there is no taking back what happened. There are no do-overs. I could create a list of regrets, but that seems like it wouldn't help anybody.

So just for future reference, if we are going to work together, you're going to need to invest in a good punching bag. Trust me, it'll come in handy. I mean, I get mad and when push comes to shove, it's either gonna be you or the punching bag. And I think you might want to keep your body in tact.

Anyways, I guess since we're going to be spending these sessions together, you might as well get to know me. Most of my life is driven by 2 things:

Music and my friends.

And so far... one of those categories is slowly going. It's the whole reason I'm in therapy right now. I need your help.

My life is off the rails and maybe I am making too much of a big deal of this. So teach me how to live life on a restart. How to live... alone?

Or just... how to live at all.

So let's just get started shall we? I'll just write away this therapy like I did months ago. And honestly, this coming week will be hell on earth. But I'm willing to take it. Maybe I will just cry about it.

Maybe I won't.

I was called "Little Bird"
Precious, small, and brave.

I call you Bluebird.
Calm, peaceful, bright.
A thousand other adjectives,
I don't feel the need to list.

But I'm looking at this edge.
This cliff
That I am swiftly approaching.

Fall or fly.
Fall or fly.

Those are my only two options.
I've come too far for the third,
Which was turn around.

Fall or fly.
I mean, I'll fall anyway.
That's the only way I'll be able to fly.
But what if I lift off immediately.

Or what if I fall and I feel like I'm flying?

Only one way to find out.

Let's hope these broken wings,
Will take to the air,
If only to trail behind
The blue wings
I adore.