I have no idea who I am anymore.
My identity changes too much that I am so extremely lost.
After pouring tens of thousands into a degree I thought for sure was me and uprooting my life thinking I was finally better and okay.
Being a therapist had always been a dream goal. Help others in need.
But I lost myself along the way.
I enclosed myself in an identity that everyone could see myself in.
Instead that just put me in a box up on a pedestal like a marionette doll with people manipulating my strings.
Trust people. Make friends. Take care of yourself. And repeat.
What is one supposed to do when all of that comes crashing down?
When the world you built and thought you knew comes crashing down around you like a magnitude 10 earthquake engulfing everything.
What do you do?
How do you continue?
