What is in a Life?

Lately I've been going through the motions of my mind. I'm wondering if I had ever really been in a more stable position. Recently I have been shedding old emotional patterns and ways of being that really have held me back. I also have had to confront some demons that were causing me to see my life in a skewed way. This is what we are all doing everyday, right? Right?

Going through my old posts that are stuck in drafts on here, I see two things:

One, a girl who really had intentions of being a blog mami, posting about all her favorite things for the masses to read.

Two, a girl who was trying to find her way through reflecting life through her own experiences and truths.

So what am I getting at?

Why can't she still do that? Can't she still be the woman who can communicate her thoughts and ideas with truth and conviction? It can't still be a crime to be into your own healing that you forget to try and heal others.

Do I even have anything interesting to say anymore? That's my main fear. If my truth isn't glamourous or scandalous enough, then my truth will just gather dust, and I will die lonely and unheard.

What has been my truth for the last year is something that I do want to write about. I'm just uncertain about how it will be taken. I know I will be brutally honest, but if that is going to make a change in me, I am unsure. I hope it will help to give me closure.

If you want to know what is going on with me, check out my next post "It Really is Me".