Self-discovery

Never think that you have yourself finally figured out, because right when you think things are set and you know yourself - you don't.

I've yet to figure or find myself out. I am so, so very complex. I wish I could even pinpoint one of my 'selves'... I see my mind this way: Did you ever see Hercules? The Disney movie? Okay, when Hades was on his throne and around him there were the dead souls floating around for all eternity - in hell. Yeah, well that's what I see my mind as. No, not hell. But I see my mind as a million different things floating around and I can't make them stop. Bleh. I can't wait to finally get out of here. Life is being life and constricting certain things from happening... but they will, soon. I have a lot of self-discovery to do. I want to help people. I want to love people. I want people to know me and who I am. So, I think I'm going to write a book. On what? Self-discovery, recovery, and moving forward... with a bit of romance. I could do events, seminars where I pull women in and encourage them. Hell, even men! I have a story to tell and sadly there are thousands of others that know my story so well because they're going through it or have gone through it, too. And if I can just help one person out, make them feel like they aren't worthless, helpless, useless... then I've done something right in my life.

Goodnight!


Loveeeee, me.