Hi I'm Here! I'm Me!

And I need to get back to writing. I've always found writing one of the most positive cathartic hobbies I ever had. I haven't made time to let all of my feelings out. It's hard to spend time reflecting on who you are as an individual because it's often painful and tiring. But after a life time of holding it in, it's time I share myself to the world, because I feel like I can (hopefully) have an impact.

I don't know what my purpose is, but I'd love to find out.


Vulnerability is:

Letting people read this:

You allowed me to realize that I went immediately from harming myself to bettering myself. Being successful was now my drug of choice, I'm addicted to feeling good about my accomplishments. I never had thought about it as detrimental, it's what I find confidence in, it's what I find my own strength in until you mentioned it. But I now know I get high off of the satisfaction of doing well. And I hurt myself by saying it's never good enough. Eventually I will have to come to terms with the fact that it's okay that I'm not perfect.