Somewhere along the way I lost who I was and what I stood for. I unknowingly and of no one's fault but my own, allowed my life to become something different than it should be. And you might ask how I know what my life should be, because how can anyone know what that is? Maybe I don't know, but what I do know is that where I ended up was absolutely, with no question or even slight pause, not where I should be. Lost in a world of chaos, and floating in a sea of would'ves and should'ves, but didn'ts. I allowed my life to become meaningless, void of all creativity and insight. My words used to mean everything to me, and at some point I lost not only my passion for those words, but my will to voice them. I grew embarrassed of the writer in me, and scared of where those words were taking me. And so I let them go, slowly, but surely as well. Today, I realized that I am unhappy of where my life has taken me. I'm happy with the people in my life, even though I hav...