“I see my path, but I don't know where it leads. Not knowing where I'm going is what inspires me to travel it.”
Its been 10 years to the day since my brother died. I’ve basically lived half of my life without him. I don’t know how I feel about this. Kinda empty Its almost like the life that could have been if hanging there. If he had never died, would I be anywhere near where I am in life now? Or should I be proud of how far I have come?
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I deserve someone great. Someone who appreciates me, and who wants me for me and only me.
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