It's been a lot of shows lately. Lots of new music discovered. Lots of new activities and personal social experiments. Lots of new perspectives. Lots to soak in and learn about myself and how I react.
I've been thinking lately about how I think I'm shaping my life in one direction, and I get completely sideblinded. Sometimes for the worse, but even more beautifully, sometimes for the better. Sometimes it's small moments when I look at where I am, who I am, what I'm doing, what my philosophy and perspective on everything is... and it's in that moment that I realize that I'm proud of WHO I'VE BECOME.
Don't get me wrong, I've made TONs of mistakes. I'm not perfect. But I guess the reason why I'm proud of myself is because I always pick myself back up. If there's one thing I've learned about myself in the midst of this craziness, it's that I will always, inevitably, and unwaveringly SURVIVE.
I've been betrayed by those closest to me. I've been lied to by people who believe the lies themselves. I've been pushed down to be told that I will never be capable of getting back up. I've known what it's like to be so fragile and about to break.
...But I don't break. I don't crumble. I don't shatter.
I'm not sure what's next, but I'm sure of who I am.
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