What is my life, if it is not mine?
I have been on this journey, for the past year, figuring out whose life I am living. Only recently did I figure out that it is my life.
This is my life.
My life is writing; my life is working as a Stylist; my life is whatever I damn well please it to be.
This is my message to the world.
Sometimes, when we enter into a relationship, we lose parts of ourselves as we compromise for our partners. We should never have to give up parts of ourselves. We should never question the things we want in life and question our direction just because there is a new character introduced to our stories.
It has taken a year, but I feel that I am finally starting to pull it together.