Looking at the person I've become over these past 17 years leaves me confused on how I was granted the traits and personality I have, and who has played the biggest part in my growing. Realizing now, it has not been just the misbehaving of a typical teenager; not the cigarettes, the alcohol, nor the sex is to blame entirely for my far off dreams and low self-esteem. The cheating, abuse, and sexual harassment aren't the pure root of all my emotional trauma and vulnerability. Nothing is to blame for every flaw, every highlight, and every nothing of my life.
To let myself take a step back, to look at what has become of myself, my upbringing, my childhood, means that, as always, I have a story to tell.
Its not always the events that stand out in life that make us stand out as individuals.
To let myself take a step back, to look at what has become of myself, my upbringing, my childhood, means that, as always, I have a story to tell.
Its not always the events that stand out in life that make us stand out as individuals.
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