My Story...
My story... It's real. And it's mine. And I have every right to talk about it. I'm sorry if you are hurt by the things I am saying. I can't keep protecting you at the expense of my well being. Its time I speak. Its time I delve into these aches and these hurts so I can heal. I can't keep my feelings quiet any longer. I need to speak out, and its going to take time, but time is all we have, right? I have to find my peace. I have to find where I belong. I have to be okay. And its time to start now... Maybe midlife crisis is real and that's what I'm feeling. I feel lost, I feel like a failure, and I feel like I can't succeed anywhere. I know these are lies that I tell myself, and in order to get past these lies, I have to put in the work. This is just one of the things that I need to do. I need to find something that I have joy in everyday. I need to start doing things for me, that I might not like, but will make me feel better (hello exercise!