become

I had always used the excuse that I had to take care of my mother to blind myself. Suddenly, I had been freed by being told I could do anything I wanted. I had to confront my inner self, the one that really couldn’t become much.

There are actually three choices. But if you believe that there are only two, you can open pathways so I won’t say the third answer.

But I realized why I was lost. Its not because I don’t have a map. Its because I don’t have a destination. Right now I’m definitely lost. Even if I want to hide it, the part of me that’s lost…is still me. All I can do for now is to concentrate on what’s directly in front of me.

To cry because there is something you want to do and to cry because you can’t find it. Which is more painful?I was afraid of the me that didn’t know what she wanted to do. And the days just keep on moving. But even then If I keep on going like this, will I be able to see it? Maybe someday.