I've started looking into my own mind, and it's a place I really don't like. The week I had last week, followed by this week end of silence has caused me to really examine myself.
One should never do that, unless they are prepared to see themselves as something less than they are.
In searching my self, I've found I don't even know me anymore. For years, I have buried the person that I once was, and have left them far behind.
Who am I now?
This is something that I don't even know. I look at who I have become and wonder if I could even like that person.
I have accomplished goals that I have set for myself, but at what cost? I've lost myself along the way, and I don't know if I can go back.
I don't even know if I want to go back.
All I know is that some how, I have to reconcile who I was, with who I am and find a way to keep what little sanity I have. Happiness is something I don't know if I can ever find, I'll settle for contentment.
To be strong for my son, that is all I need to do.