“I have let my life wobble out of balance.”
I made this declaration to myself, only to admit immediately that wobble is not the best word to describe it; and I haven’t let anything I happen. That’s much too passive. I have slammed my life out of balance, having thrown all of my energy for about 2.5 years into one little corner, and no matter what, I’ve found that giving anything my all rarely yields the results I hope for. No one thing makes you happy. No one thing completes you.
So I want to, in some small way, get myself to a place of symmetry, a place that I don’t know that I’ve ever been as an adult. I know the world will spin on regardless of my mindset. I have to change. I have to create the woman I want to be, up out of my own chaos. Writing is where I start.