So, I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we’ll never know most of them. But even if we don’t have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can’t still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them.
And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. And I did do that for a while, but then I just couldn’t anymore. Because it wan’t going anywhere. Because it wasn’t the point.
I’ve been stuck in this moment for too long because I don’t wanna go back, but I am too scared to move on.
I hope you don’t mind that I put down in words how wonderful life is now you’re in the world.
