Time.
One thing in life, that we can't seem to fight. It's been that long since i've battled my own demons, thought I keep this personal space of mine in the vast internet sphere that I've penned my thoughts, insecurities and happiness.
At this age and in the New Year, i'm not really sure what am I living for? To be precise who am i living for? It seems the passing of time, we are entering the end of January 2015 1st week, yet I feel lost, distraught and unable to do what I desire the most, what's stopping me actually?
Though a lot of things have happened to me of late, from phasing out old friends, demons to moving in a new job, new perspective, new fresh start; somehow i find myself in a rut most of the time feeling miserable. It's really easier said and done where people around you are constantly telling you in the loop to love yourself.
Guess they are just concerned, but really how to love oneself without feeling all the insecurities that i have? I even force myself to do things that i don't normally do what else does people want from me?
I am not ready to be forgotten in time yet time will only tell if i'm worth anything in this tiny dot where I am standing.
