Lead, follow, or get out of the way.

I think for the most part, being "lost" is something I'm just going to have to come to terms with. More often than not, I have moments of pure insanity, and I'm not talking "doing something crazy."

While traveling on the road to finding myself, you know.. sometimes you just become more confused with the path you've chosen than you were in the beginning. Nobody said self-growth would be easy and it's not.

Everyday is a struggle to push myself to be okay. Everyday is a struggle to fight tears. I'm not emotional by any means, at least I never thought I was. After David died something in me just erupted. Like the Tin Man in the Wizard of Oz, I suddenly had a heart. And these feelings? I can't turn them off. I'm more aware of the things that bother me, rather than shutting them off, like I'd done so many times in the past.

I don't know, that's just where I'm at right now. Life, just is.