It’s time for me to see things clearly. I know what I need to work on, so why haven’t I? Maybe it’s fear? Maybe subconsciously I’m thinking that once I begin, then I’ll know I won’t be able to go back. Do I dare let go of my past? Some parts I don’t want to give up. I have both good and bad memories. Because either way, those moments have made me into the person I’ve become today. So again, I ask, do I dare let go of my past?
I’ve always been an optimist. Always. I’ve seen the good in things and people, and always hoped for the best. But I feel as if lately I’m slowly turning into a pessimist, thinking things will always go wrong for me. I still think positively, but not as much as I used to. I don’t want to lose myself altogether.