As I type.. my mind is racing, going a mile a minute over emotions that distract me.. I cannot seem to unclog this. What happened to me? I remember being a pre-teen hot in my tracks, curious but aware and mostly to myself. I was a tom boy, I was mischievous at times naturally but good hearted on the inside with a tough shell on the outside. I appreciated everything, loved everything and then all of you happened to me. Every let down, every tear I shead, every turned back, every missed call, every scream for help, when no one was listening to what I wasn’t saying out loud. How come no one cares about me?..Something in me changed since then... so here I am to tell my story. Where do I begin?
