In the past few years, I have not been myself or the person I was in 2018. That was five years ago and much has happened since that time. I got older, lost my dad in 2019 (that took a lot out of me) then COVID happened and of course, the political shit we seem to endure daily. During that time I have been moody and frankly not a lot of fun to be around.

The one thing I can say is that I can only be myself and the person I am at that moment. Pleasing people is a hard habit to break and I still find myself being a slave to that.

I feel as if I am giving off an aura I think that repels some people. I am hoping that gets better as I go along. Being real means being authentic whatever that looks like. People should have the freedom to feel all their emotions and hope that others will be there to help pick up the pieces.