And where did I get lost?
I got lost the moment I stopped showing up for myself. I denied my expression and spontaneity because I thought that it would help me take responsibility of being an adult. I thought of fitting in to other people's story as an easier way to live and be here. But it no longer applies to my reality.
So where do I fit it now? Now is the perfect time for me to start living in my own story and see what I create.
Exciting times!!!