Hi lovely, it’s been a while. I had an amazing few months which I have been collecting content and restructuring my life. More reasons why I brought this piece of a journal notes for you guys.
This post/journal is my not so direct piece of writing, a clear explanation of how my thoughts process through my head. I can no longer hide it. Let talk; I have confusing thoughts in my head all the times. Some, I tieless speak to my self and make an attempt to bury its existence. Amazingly, whatever I do, I always found myself no longer detained in my head. Let share:
- I hate being a number:
I want to be the only one, not a number. Not just any other number but the one and only number. It confusing, yes I know. Sometimes I ask myself if; I am to go back to my old life. Where I mattered. My name and last name were the only forms of identification. Where felt acknowledged. But if I wasn’t a number what would’ve happened. I know there is unexpected difficulty be faced about contemplation. I hate being a number. It downgrades my individuality.
I hate being a number but I am the only one trying to be Number one?.
Can you relate?