ONIA #77
When I was younger, I couldn't really see a light at the end of the tunnel. I didn't like myself, I didn't like my home life, I didn't like most of the people around me, or anything that I could be doing. I didn't see an end in sight, but I dreamed about it. I dreamed of a life of freedom, happiness, relationships built on respect and love. Being a teenager was hard for me. I never felt like I fit in and I compressed myself to fit into the boxes I thought people wanted me in. I remember one moment during my senior year of high school where I actually felt okay, but it was fleeting. Years later, I realized that I have the life I dreamed of. Everything I do now is what my 17 year old self wanted so badly. I'm living the dream she craved. Sometimes I feel like I don't deserve it, or I didn't work for it, but I know I did. I did it all for Her, that lonely, sad, and misfit 17 year old. I will always do it for her.
