Change, what is it anyway?

As my professor in history taught us, Heraclitus stated that the only thing that is permanent in this world is change. I was struck by that thought, I mean change? Who isn't afraid of it right? I was one of them, I was afraid of that change, I do not want people saying how I change and I cannot even grasp what change is all about. But then I conclude that change exist because people choose it.

I chose it. I keep that mantra in mind that I chose it. And it is liberating to think that I choose that change and that I choose it for the better. I choose it for myself and I choose myself. This random though occurred to me while I am reading something. I cried so hard because of that book and honestly I am still wiping my tears now because of it. I was busy working my ass out and wasn't able to have this me time that I keep on delaying because I thought that I do not need it. And so here I am saying this thing. I know that I made the right choice, I am really letting go of all those insecurities day by day, I am still fearful but finally I chose her, I fought for her. I keep on saying that nobody fought for me but I was the one denying myself that privilege. Part of me was damaged because of other people but part of me was also damaged because I didn't choose myself, I didn't fight for myself. But now I will really try hard to fight for myself. I will choose myself and I will love her wholeheartedly. I have to face all the baggage that I carry all these years. I have to face it. I must!