I think I'm finally finding myself.
I was in a rotten state for a while. The only problem was, I refused to acknowledge it, and then it clicked. I acknowledged it today. And it felt like a huge relief.
The journey of finding oneself is never truly going to disappear. It's like an endless ocean with your cute boat that goes through everything and yet you remain it's captain and it remains your boat. You upgrade it, make a lot of changes to it, but it never truly changed. The core of your boat remains the same.
I have finally picked on up a hobby. Blogging. It's not about who sees it or who reads it. It's about me. My space. My place on the internet.
I'm sure slow-slow steps will lead me back to have an understanding of what my boat's core is. And I can upgrade my boat.
I'm glad I am understanding myself.