I remember about 8 years ago when I felt completely out of control. It was a couple of incident that left me completely questioning everything. I was stuck in a black hole, living for everyone else but my self. I was exhausted with 4 children, full time job and I had completely forgotten who I was, my childhood dreams and all the goals I had carried was gone. I was not happy nor sad I was numb and very tired.
During the years that followed I have done my best to changes it, take back the control, as I can only blame my self for loosing it. Fighting against the rest of the world from all of sudden acting different, as well as fighting against my own habits I gotten so used to over the last 10+ more years.
Slowly I began to take control, take control over my thought, finding my dreams, some new and some old. Trying to live up to my own need without feeling guilty which was the hardest part, as I was battle with thoughts of feeling selfish and less caring towards the rest of the people close to me.
Today, many years later I am well om my way, I have found my passion as well as new passions. I have found so many new friends, life is a journey and I am now in it instead of standing by and watching it pass by. So yes, what a blessing to finally having woken up.
