I believe that someone once said that you will find who you are as long as you grow up.... I actually think I've heard it somewhere in a movie... Either way, I'm not quite sure that I'm going to find who I am any sooner...
And I'm getting tired of pacing back and forth thinking that I finally got it when in reality, I skipped the light at the end of the tunnel and went crashing directly on a wall. I know for sure that I'm not a psychotic, I'm not normal either. What a bittersweet relief.. more bitter than sweet... I know that I'm definitely 'Me.. Me' when I'm around my family and other people but am I not myself when I'm around the others...? That leads me to the conclusion that either I have a Dissociative Identity Disorder or that I'm deeply confused about who I am inside....
I'm just tired of being stuck at the Marwa's Stone Age.. I want to leave my Renaissance and head straight to my Golden Age as weird as it may sound...
... throughout the whole process of finding myself, I lost myself along the way. If I could make up my own version of me.. First of all, she would be a bit less invisible, she would definitely be visiting the world right now in the arms of her beloved and caring boyfriend. I would have a tons of friends and I would be successful at school obviously... I'm sure that the New Me would be more visible but I'm not sure that I could be able to see the Old Me in her anymore...
...just thinking about it gave me goosebumps... I don't even know how I'm reasoning right now... All that I know is that the Old Me is stuck in the middle of a desert, eagerly waiting to be found while lazy actual me is lost in the freeway... Does that make any sense?
At end of it all, I remain me... Marwa Catwoman Salhi...
Goodbye beautiful blog readers,
Always yours,
--Invisible girl
And I'm getting tired of pacing back and forth thinking that I finally got it when in reality, I skipped the light at the end of the tunnel and went crashing directly on a wall. I know for sure that I'm not a psychotic, I'm not normal either. What a bittersweet relief.. more bitter than sweet... I know that I'm definitely 'Me.. Me' when I'm around my family and other people but am I not myself when I'm around the others...? That leads me to the conclusion that either I have a Dissociative Identity Disorder or that I'm deeply confused about who I am inside....
I'm just tired of being stuck at the Marwa's Stone Age.. I want to leave my Renaissance and head straight to my Golden Age as weird as it may sound...
... throughout the whole process of finding myself, I lost myself along the way. If I could make up my own version of me.. First of all, she would be a bit less invisible, she would definitely be visiting the world right now in the arms of her beloved and caring boyfriend. I would have a tons of friends and I would be successful at school obviously... I'm sure that the New Me would be more visible but I'm not sure that I could be able to see the Old Me in her anymore...
...just thinking about it gave me goosebumps... I don't even know how I'm reasoning right now... All that I know is that the Old Me is stuck in the middle of a desert, eagerly waiting to be found while lazy actual me is lost in the freeway... Does that make any sense?
At end of it all, I remain me... Marwa Catwoman Salhi...
Goodbye beautiful blog readers,
Always yours,
--Invisible girl
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