Start Over.

My whole life I knew what wanted.

I was given every opportunity I could ever ask for.

I screwed up every opportunity that was ever given to me.

 I thought I knew exactly what I wanted. Can I start over?

 I have never been so confused in my entire life until now.

Am I the same person I was 2 years ago?

Can I be hiding who I really am due to fear?

Fear of what? Failure.

Is it time to free myself and breathe the fresh air outside the mask?

I really thought I knew exactly what I wanted. I can’t start over, but I can move forward.


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