I was asked this in my psychology class. I actually had to write a paper on this question. And to be completely honest, I have yet to turn that paper in; because I really dont know who I am.
Everything I have experienced this last year has shaken me, broken me, shattered me. I have lost every inch of ground I was standing on. I hit rock bottom. Not to complain, but I need something to look back at, to grow from.
I can give you the right answers, but I dont feel them. Their empty. I dont know how I got so lost. I used to be so sure, I used to feel like I was so good, so right, that I knew, I had a testimony, a strong, unshakable testimony.
I dont know how I got here.
At the end of this road, I might catch a glimpse of me. But I know its never really ever over. So I wont worry about my timing, I want to get it right, no comparing, no second guessing, no not this time.
Two months, and I am still breathing. I'm still standing here.
I dont know if this will ever be published, if I want it to be...if I am strong enough to, if I have the courage. But I want to share it with people to help them. Thing is, I dont know. I dont know anything. I dont know if its right...or if it would be wrong.
Its so personal, and its such a complexe situation...and a really touchy subject. But it's me.
So for now, this is for me, myself and I.
