Do you ever feel like a stranger in your own life?
Do you ever stop enough to wonder…when did I pick this? What am I doing here?
It’s like I’ve been on auto-pilot for the last year. I’ve been merely existing. Growing up was so appealing before I made it here. Now I cannot believe this life is for me. These important commitments just cannot be mine. These friends don’t really know me now and we are too busy for each other anyway. I have a husband, how weird is that? I can’t even imagine having babies. I don’t want to surrender to this part of my life.
I’m afraid. I know I cannot stop the time. I cannot pause for a few moments to gain my understanding of this time. I’m only constantly hurled forward, left wondering, how did I make it here?