There was a time in my life when I believed we were all completely separate beings aimlessly floating through life, simply taking up space. There was no destiny; there were no concrete answers and only unlimited choices. I believed my actions only affected the people who were immediately present. That time has long passed; over the last several years, I’ve come to realize that nothing could be further from the truth. But, as I often say—who I was, who I am, and who I want to be are three different people.
For those that I have directly or indirectly caused pain, I ask that you accept my most sincere apologies. I’m truly sorry for who I was … and some days for who I still am. I’ve lied about so many details that those lies became my truth. Maybe not so much in the beginning, but most definitely as time went on. The stories were simply more believable than the actual sequence of events. Even to me. The lies have become a big part of who I am.
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