Take a long look at yourself in the mirror. Who do you see? Don't know? Me either. So what do we do? Keep moving. Keep searching. Keep persevering. There are new answers. There are new passions. There are new positives coming. New is coming. It's ok to get lost. Because sometimes we need to get lost in order to be forced to find our true selves. I lost myself in medication. In self sacrifice. In melancholy, and numbed feelings. I lost myself. But it's ok because this journey is bringing me to a new light. I'm finding myself day by day. It's not easy and it's not comfortable. But it's worth the work. I know I'm coming of this, the person I'm meant to be.