I'm here because I feel like a scrambled puzzle. I don't know what constitutes me anymore.. I don't know.
Things that I'm good at.. it doesn't come as easy anymore. It's like reminding myself to move one foot ahead each time and it feels so conscious and unnatural. No motivation, no consistency.
Then I become bad. I think it's because I'm getting greedy with what I have. You never know you changed until someone sees it for you. I need a wash inside out, I'm a mess, I'm toxic.
I want things to be looking up, and I believe good things are waiting for me in the next corner. I know it will, because I'm here. It's slow, but definitely a start. Baby steps, baby steps.
I'm gonna write. Write more, reflect more, wiser up more.
