A window of truth 
I owe it to myself to pen some honesty here.
It's been about 2-3 months since I made the decision to leave the community that had become my second family and while it wasn't the easiest thing to do, I felt the need for a drastic change with everything that was happening in my life.
But I don't think I'm quite ready to talk about this yet.
Everytime I sit myself down and attempt to put to words how I feel inside, I give up after a few sentences. Like I am tempted to do now.
The truth is- I am not entirely unhappy, nor am I entirely happy.
I often wonder if the lifestyle I led for the past 6 years was simply a very determined attempt to be a good human being, and maybe who I am now is who I really am deep inside and who I am supposed to be.
Do I make sense to you?
It offends me when people judge me without trying to understand me, and it hurts all the more when people whom I thought know me accuse me of abandoning my old ways for greener pastures and better prospects.
Yes, I know I have changed. And I am trying to deal with it.

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