Wasn't me

by Pj   Jan 11, 2023


Sometimes we don't have the answers and we find ourselfs in strange circumstances.

A million miles away from our comfort zones trapped inside having to navigate through somehow.

Trying to fight with your demons, while trying to protect your self and putting up a front for the world to back away from.

Striped bare nothing left to see, everything taken away including your dignity.

Time gently moves on and that car crash that you once was you, is now on a tranformation journey of new discovery.

Learning so much about yourself you didn't believe could exist, finding out that you are everything you thought you wasn't.

Learning to love the parts, that you fought hard not to let people see and yet it broke you. It took everything away and left you there just a shell of something that wasn't you.

So everyday I'm sober it's a reminder that I have a life that I value and I am stronger than that weak person that wasn't me.

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