Not As Good As I Think I Am

I have learned a great deal over the past few weeks and it’s almost as if I’m overwhelmed with information. I feel as though the old me is being picked apart, piece by piece. What I thought was a well-developed human being is, in fact, a fairly developed but flawed individual who needs help to sort out his problems. Things I have been clinging on to must be relinquished in order for me to be the person I wish to become.

I’m being stripped of everything I am, to allow me the opportunity of rebuilding myself. When all the elements of my being have been laid out in front of me and I stand fully exposed, then I can begin to put myself back together as I wish. It hurts. I feel alone. I know there are people around me who are with me every step of the way, and I know there are others going through the same as me, and worse, but still I feel alone.

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