Realizations
So maybe I am not as bad a person as I thought I was about a week or so ago, but as for what I am that I am not exactly certain. As of last night I felt like a hollow shell striving to find some meaning behind myself. However that meaning wasn't there.
Since then I have slept on it and have come to a few truths. One, I have a disposition to be a caring individual. AKA, the mother effect as I like to call it. Two, I have a flare for music, writing, and sometimes being creative. Three, I worry way to much,(and I send thanks to a friend who kept telling me that) Fourth, and finally, that I am damaged in some ways. Broken and splintered, but not beyond repair. And with being broken, I have discovered that I have to like what I am before anybody else can. In order to do this, I have to repair myself by myself. Then let others see what they think.
This may not be the easiest task ahead of me, but sometimes it is the hard things in life that are the most rewarding.
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