It seems that each step I take towards realizing the person who I was, who I became, and now who I am unraveling, became a terrifying experience. At times, the realization of this facade I've put on for so many years is purely painful. And now the long quest to try and piece each of the jagged puzzle pieces together to form the "new or real" me is very hard.
When you try to remove the thoughts and ideas that you've pushed out to so many people of who you are; and now you change those very thoughts to the near complete opposite. It throws one heck of a monkeywrench into things. To be blunt it confuses and pisses them off.
I have no clue how this will all unfold, but I do know that where I'm going is a new and great place. Why? Simply put - I'll finally be me.
"Some things don't last forever, but some things do. Like a good song, or a good book, or a good memory you can take out and unfold in your darkest times, pressing down on the corners and peering in close, hoping you still recognize the person you see there."
— Sarah Dessen
