I think memories are like a jail cell , or least they are too me. We all have them , you can't escape them they are formed from the time we are born some good some well some more painful and detrimental then others. I say they are like a jail cell because once the negative ones are formed it just hangs over your head and confines you too a cell of sorts containing pain, regret sometimes even worthlessness. Don't get me wrong I've had some amazing memories and compared too some people my life has been a cake walk! But the metaphor is true I don't care who you are we all have them those moments in life we can't escape and it makes it so you get locked in that cell and you can't get out because no matter how hard we try you cant run away from those memories. That's why i have chosen to start this blog for other people , and I'm sure their are countless others who feel like me who have had those fragments in life that have left them lost. That's what I am I'm a lost girl searching for myself everyday.... I'm finding her it's hard , it hurts sometimes like a bitch but you learn to live with those memories and take from it what you can. I learned that I am one strong women , I've learned that I was always strong because I'm still standing and living. So if anyone sees this and they feel lost or like a prisoner in their own life , remember one thing your reading this right now YOU are strong and not everyone in life can say that. As it is New Years Eve going on 2013 here in a bit i vow to find myself , and to write so maybe someone else out their gets that half this population are lost people but It doesn't have to be that way. I have learned one thing this year I'm strong and if I'm strong enough to continue and keep going through all the BS them , I am going to be strong enough to deal with it and not be a captive my thoughts anymore.
Much Love everyone xoxox
