This is one of the most difficult posts I have made so far. Not because it is painful but because it is the first post of the next stage in my journey.
I have already come such a long way since my first post, but I know there are miles and miles yet to go. I have no idea what might lay ahead and in many ways that scares me beyond words. When I try to think of where I hope to be next week, next month, six months from now, I see nothing but darkness. That’s not a bad thing I suppose, the future is wide open and I should seek to embrace every second. At the same time there is a lump of ice in my stomach.
I came here to find my own voice and my own heart. I have done these things and now it’s time to learn who I am. What kind of person do I want to be, what are my hopes and dreams.
So many unknowns, so much promise and hope. I fear failing. Of losing myself somewhere on the way. I have fought so hard to get here, I am terrified of losing it all.