Happiness is not a journey upward but a journey inward. The answers lie not at the top of a ladder but in the center of the maze. I. After years of running from everything that I had ever felt, there came a day when I could no longer pretend that my life was making me happy. It was plain as day that for a long time I had been chasing someone else’s dreams and the reasons I had given myself as justifications for doing so, were no longer holding up. Facing this truth was painful and gut wrenching, and was only possible after I had spent a lot of time processing and properly grieving the loss of the life I thought I had.
wow, this imagery is beautiful! i'd read this as a short story or watch this as a disney movie even.