Change? (part 2)

Sleeping is not always good. I went to bed like at half past 5 and slept for like 10 hours straight but I kept waking up several times throughout the morning/day. Another weird dream yet again and it’s just scary to even think about it. Some dreams are like that for me and I can still remember the ones I had years ago. I’m still tired and I’m already worn out.

Tomorrow, it will be 8 months since my life has changed. Over these last months, I have been searching for my identity and I think I have finally found it. Thanks to the help I’ve been getting, I’ve grown more mature and wiser now. However, I am still struggling with life. The change has somewhat damage some bits and pieces of my life but I’m still here. Relationships have been more closer and I have met a lot of incredible people who I never thought I would meet in my life. With some people, my connection with them has grown apart so I’m not really as close as I used to be. And for few people, I’m not friends with them anymore but that’s life. The ones you least expect are the ones who knows you best. People comes and go and that’s life.

Building your life again can be confusing and frustrating but with patient and strength, it’s worth it. That’s what I’m doing right now. The early days were probably one of the hardest times. I didn’t know what to expect or what was happening. What made me survive through that period? It were the professionals and the ones who you are close with.

I don’t know what else to say but I want to say it’s better to be yourself than someone who you try to pretend to be. That’s why I’ve changed. This is the real me.

…I’m not ashamed to be the person that I am today…

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