To New beginning (s)
For the first time in a long time, I remember who I was before life happened to me; the beautiful, bold, intelligent girl that knew who she was. She loved reading romance novels, writing, poetry, and music.
When life happens to you, it changes you. You don’t even realize that you’ve changed, are changing, and have become a different version of yourself. No longer cheerful or happy. You have no desire to live or explore yourself. You just exist, barely living.
And then one day you wake up and realize that you’ve barely lived, no memories of who you were, haven't explored yourself, just existing … that’s no way to live.
I remembered who I was before life happened to me. I want to live passionately once more. I want stories and recollections about myself, my family, and my friends.
I want to be passionately in love again and feel butterflies; live out my 20s to the fullest; learn and unlearn old patterns, and go on many wonderful adventures with and without my lover. I won’t wait till I’m richer or happier to do things anymore. I’m going to live like there’s no tomorrow. I want to look back and say I lived.
I’m going to start writing again. It’s one of the many things that I gave up. I want to write about everything; love, life, career, everything, even on good and bad days. I don’t know if Medium is the place for this, but I’ll start here. I hope to get better at writing as I journal my way through life and hopefully not give this up again.
I want to find more things I would love to do, explore myself, and live as though mistakes don’t matter. I intend to live life to the fullest.
So cheers 🥂 to New beginning(s) Karen.