Turning twenty-two today, I come to think a little philosophical. As I turn to face the past two decades, I can’t help but ask myself, what did I achieve and what do I want? And no convincing answer comes..
Well, I’m aware that I’m growing stronger, no doubt. I know I’m a single step away from being a doctor, which’s big. I have the skills and the will to be a best-selling author and I’m thankful for everything I already have and everything yet to come, but there’s a tiny jumbled part of me who doesn’t know where I belong or who I really am. Seriously, am I that girl people think I am, that girl I think I am or someone solely alien to herself and the world??
Ever felt that lost??