In the middle of making some major changes in my lifestyle, I find it funny to look at the things I am having trouble letting go of. I don't know how to untangle myself from these images, ideas, habits, and labels. I worry about losing some part of myself. I don't want to be less me, yet I want to be more than I am. Evolve as a person. We become comfortable or at least complacent in the terms used to define us. The funny one. The drunk girl. The loud one. The fat chick. The loud-drunk-funny-fat girl.
Somewhere in this mess is the person I want to be.
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