I look at you all and I am envious. I see your struggles and your pain and I want that for myself. You are growing and exploring and are unafraid to experiment and to feel. And here I am, stagnant. Sure, you're vulnerable which can be uncomfortable. It's probably difficult to navigate your world sometimes. But at least you're moving. At least at the end of all this you'll know something. What do I know? I don't think I know anything at all. I just think that at the end of the day, your feelings of emptiness are likely more satisfying than mine.
Then again, the grass is always greener. Then again (again), it probably couldn't hurt to see for myself. Curiosity was never something I could easily suppress.
I need to stop arguing with myself.
Anonymous
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