She Can Fly

This year has been the hardest of my life to date. It has been filled with confusions, regrets, furies, shames, false hopes, jealousies, and, throughout it all, the creeping worms of self loathing. It has been a psychological torment that I could not, would not, walk away from, because the agony of love is as powerful as it is stubborn. It has been the ripping off of a bandage. It has been the drowning of an animal. Excruciating, frenzied, desperate, but nonetheless inevitable. Every day had been painful in big or small ways, every memory had been laced with unanswered questions and untraveled roads. Even still, they follow me like cobwebs caught on my clothes. There are still voices down those corridors that echo.

But I can hold my head up knowing that I fought harder than I have for anything. And even though this is not the way I wanted the story of my life to be written, I am filled with hope because my story isn't even close to being finished yet. Beyond that horizon is something new and something better. It's a new year. A fresh start. What wonders lay in wait for me over those hills? I'm not sure, but I am thrilled to find out.

To those of you who have in some way or other crossed paths with me during this tumultuous time, I give you my sincerest apologies. I know I have left many people bewildered and frustrated because of my erratic behavior, and I have kept myself emotionally distant because of the uncertainty that I had been dealing with. To those of you who ran for cover, I don't blame you. But to those of you who stuck around, you are my greatest friends and I love you all. You have been my biggest supports and my brightest lights during this rough journey, and I don't know what I'd do without you A happy new year for everyone!

-----

_{This is the first and probably only picture I have made/will make of Earth Angel flying. She has always been an earth pony in my mind, just with wings attached. She can fly (amateurishly), she just chooses not to. She dislikes flying, dislikes her wings, and usually refuses to use them out of sheer spite. Fluttershy may be content with hovering a few feet off the ground, Scootaloo may dream of one day performing daring feats in the sky like Rainbow Dash, but Earth Angel wishes she had just been born without wings at all. It's totally pointless for her since her talent involves dirt and things that grow from it. Plus she thinks it's an alien feeling. I mean think about, weird, itchy appendages sticking out of your shoulders? Molting? Wing boners? Gah! Creepy. No thank you, says Earth Angel. Not to mention, the less she flew, the more other pegasi made fun of her when she was younger, only further cementing the negative connotations of wings in her mind.} 

_{But every so often... Very rarely, when nobody is around, even EA gets an itch to spread those wings and take off. When she's feeling powerful, alive, and determined, she sets her sights on the horizon and loses herself in the clouds.}