And I've got a story to tell.
I don't know how it ends. Beyond this moment, I don't know what will happen. I can only tell it from this moment. Because that is all there is.
There is a past to this story. Long and broken. Full of abuse, depression, betrayal. Mistakes made, hearts broken, loves lost.
But for every mistake made, there has been fun times. Friends lost had to be made first. Every hurt is a happy memory fighting against a loss. Every trial has been a journey. Every challenge has been a chance to grow, to find out who I really am. I push boundaries, both mine and yours. Its the only way to see what you're capable of. I'm not afraid of a fight. I like to test my limits.
Sometimes there's laughs, sometimes tears. There may even be quiet reflection. Lust can juxtapose with depression. Rants abound, as do insecurities. You never know what you'll find.
This is my blog. And I'm telling my story. One day at a time.