Once upon a time I knew who I was... my values, my strengths, my *****. I have long lost that me and I miss her dearly. I'm but a shell of my self, years gone by have taken what I once loved most about me. I no longer look into the mirror, I avoid pictures, shadows, thoughts of what I have become and go to my dreams for the days lost... my youth, love for life, confidence. I was a leader now I am led, not only by others but by my monsters who hold me, take me, stifle my creativity, happiness, dreams.
I've become just another someone, no longer standing out, no longer speaking up, no longer taking charge. Breathing only to survive... Where is the quality? Give me one day of true happiness and I'll gladly shorten the ride. Going through the motions, sick, stressed, sad... so very pathetic. I need, want, live for more; more dreams come true.
“Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away” ~unknown
... I miss me