My Story

This is a diary entry......
I am 26 years old.
I feel like I have to stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are a lot of things about myself that I don’t like. 
I’m feeling insecure, I wonder where I will be in a year or two, but then I get scared because I don’t know where I am right now. 
I've realized that people are selfish; the friends I thought were my close friends aren't exactly the greatest people I have ever met and the people I have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. 
I miss the comforts of having someone to depend on (my late mom), even though she didn't have much to provide me with but she gave me life, values and pride.


I’m beginning to understand myself, my opinions have gotten stronger. I see what other people are doing, I find myself judging them because suddenly I realize that I have certain boundaries in my life. 
I am in my best of times and my worst of times. 

I’m very insecure; I laugh and cry with the greatest force of my life. 
I feel alone, scared and confused. When I look at the mirror I see the emptiness in my soul.
I try to cling on to the past with dear life but I soon realized that the past is drifting further and further away, there is nothing else I can do, I only have one option in this…to move forward. 

This is my story.