I found me.

 

18 years of being lost, but now I've finally found my way.my own way , no longer letting my mind surcome to the narcissistic whispers of another.bursting this bubble called safety, branching off into this place of untold dangers.   I questioned who is this person called "Me" and awaited the day I could finally answer."Me" was a weak minded, insecure, pessimistic teenager.now "Me" is a head strong, confident, optimistic young adult.   Equipped with the ability to overcome struggle,the ability to face my fears,the ability to make my dreams come true, the ability to make my own decisions.I found my way.I found ME.

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