I’ve come to the point where I no longer know how to answer this question.
I can’t believe I’m back here again.
Three years ago I was completely sure of myself. I wasn’t always happy, but I knew who I was.
I’ve actually become jealous of the me that existed three years ago. I never would have guessed that I’d miss my completely naive and ridiculous 18 year old self, but it’s true. I had more confidence and gumption at 18 than I could even imagine having now. I stood up for myself and my beliefs, and honestly didn’t care what people thought about it. Now I just keep quiet to keep everyone happy. When did I turn into such a people pleaser?
Why would I think that my ideas aren’t worth mentioning? Why am I so against any form of conflict, and why can’t I be myself around anyone that I haven’t known before 2006?
Who are you Amy Blose? I don’t even recognize you anymore.
