Something a good friend said to me has been staring me in the face since.  She asked when am I going to be done with searching for myself.  The truth is I don’t know.  I don’t think that I have found myself.  I think of myself as in limbo.  Like I my self doesn’t come out a lot or that I am not that comfortable with the real me.   I think accepting myself is the thing I need to work on.

For so long I have been typing about the same things, it’s a vicious cycle.  Stop.  Something has to change.  Something has to be different, I cannot be living this live six months from now.  No I can’t.  I wouldn’t do that to myself.

So I am going to try new things and live.  Live life the way that I want to live it.  I think I have been in a funk because I am afraid to live.  I am afraid something might happen to me, I might die.  But it’s guaranteed that I am going to die.  So why not live life to the fullest of my ability.  Why am I sacrificing myself for fear?


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