Update – Life
Sometimes you need to talk to a three-year-old just so you can understand life again.
This month will mark a year, when I lost myself. When I felt that it wasn’t me anymore. Last was a year that, my head was stolen from me. It was like I was given a mission to complete, which wasn’t my decision. The year went by day by day, night by night, feeling and thinking envy, mad, jealous, picky, annoy and the worst was judgement on myself.
At the end, I have found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am.