#whoiwas

[myxdearxmelancholy]

Who am i?

[firedragon04]

Parental influence

Watching The Greatest Showman with my parents today, we see Hugh Jackman’s character be swayed by fame and fortune before coming to his senses. My dad said “I’d hope if that I ever got to that point I’d make the right choice” and it hit me. One: he could have been offered that choice one day as he used to be a singer in pubs and clubs all over the north of England. Two: I once had an ounce, a miniscule amount of fame. And it got to me. It changed me. I saw the reds as blues, the greens and blacks. The world took me in its hand and ran faster than I could keep up. Egos bloated. But I gave it up and I saw life back as I was... a nothing. I was just a somewhat known nothing but being a complete nothing fits me better. I’ve tasted the smallest amount of fame... and i spit on its grave because it nearly killed me. I am Matt and I am alive because of who I am now, not who I am or what I made back then.

[mistermixmania]

LIAS aus Berlin veröffentlicht mit “Who I Was” 2. Vorgeschmack auf seine kommende EP “Funeral of a Choir Boy”

#musiknews #LIAS #WhoIWas #Pop #SingerandSongwriter:in Foto Credits: MoonTune Music / LIAS

[amandacolemanpoetry]

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[sonolent4]

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[dpomalescreative]

This!!!!!! The messages we get unexpectedly... #traumarecovery #bluntforceheadtrauma #whoami #whoiwas #whoyoucanbe #furtherconfusion #RESOLVE ....... #inspiration #beinspired🌟 https://www.instagram.com/p/B0UF88VBGB3/?igshid=m2xawdyn9q8w

[myownjadedpieceofmind]

Everything is so different than it was a year ago. One year ago today, 9/12/17, my entire life changed drastically. I never realized what I was about to lose, WHO I was about to lose. I would have never guessed I was about to watch my entire life as I knew it slip between my fingers. There are few things I wish i could change in my life, and that moment is one of them. . . . #itbeganlikethis #sittinginmyroom #whenshewashere #whoiwas #whatiwasabouttolose #shewasmyhappy #sacrifice #iwishitwasdifferent #iwishicouldgoback #iwouldstayinyourarms #iwoulddothingsdifferent #drugaddictionawareness #dontbeastatistic #thebeginningoftheend #ididntrealize #ithoughtwewereforever #shelovedme #ilovedhermore #andsoitgoes #lesbianlovestories #ishouldwriteabook #iamnotwhatyouthinkiam #morethanmymistakes #imsober #imissyou #imsorry #iwishyouknew https://www.instagram.com/p/BnnZEldgdJc/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=6uzqk2j836ar

[myorgasmicdiary]

What does the word ‘wild’ mean to you?

Not that long ago, someone relayed to me a portion of a conversation she was having with a friend about me.  In this conversation, she said that she told her friend she thought she should befriend me because I “really have that whole wild woman thing down” and she thought she could learn from me.  Firstly, I took that as a great compliment, as well confirmation that I am living and readily embodying my authenticity.   Some months prior, shortly before I shifted continents, I caught up for beers & chats with my former boss, Hitch.  Hitch had always considered that he and I were “quite close” in our working friendship.  But, as we departed that night, he made an off-hand comment to me about being a “sensible” woman.   And that slight comment, that off-hand remark left me absolutely fuming on the 2-hour drive back to my tiny mountain village home at the time.  I AM NOT A SENSIBLE WOMAN!  And, if this was his perception of me, then he didn’t know me at all.  And, how can someone who doesn’t know me at all consider themselves to have a certain “closeness’ to me???   Both of these short encounters provided an awakening of sorts.  One to show me how I was (very good at) playing a role of “ME” for many years.  The other to show me I don’t have to hide the ‘real’ me behind a role to be accepted.  Both gave me pause as it related to joining the Wild Heart Writers at the start of 2017.  It was important to define what ‘wild’ HAS meant to me, as well as defining what ‘wild’ means to me now.  ‘Wild’ has meant too much tequila. ‘Wild’ has meant dancing on the bar in too-short skirts and boots up-to-there.  ‘Wild’ has meant solo trips to Jamaica and hanging out with the band.  ‘Wild’ has meant partying with race car drivers at NYE. ‘Wild’ has meant always saying yes even when I want to say no (when my inner voice is SHOUTING at me to say no).  ‘Wild’ has meant being the queen of the one-night stand.  ‘Wild’ has meant driving 14 hours each way because HE invited me to join him.  ‘Wild’ has meant forever being the cool girl  - not catching feelings, being ‘down for whatever’, not asking for what I want lest I ever lose my ‘cool girl’ badge.  ‘Wild’ has meant being “one of the guys” and next to no girlfriends.  ‘Wild’ has meant drugs to maintain pretty and thin at any cost.  ‘Wild’ has meant doing what I want and to hell with the rest of you. ‘Wild’ has meant pole dancing and burlesque classes.  ‘Wild’ has meant draining my 401k and travelling the world.  ‘Wild’ is 3 years in Australia that turned into 13. But that was then.  How about now?  What does ‘wild’ mean now, at 40? ‘Wild’ means freedom.  No... more than that.... ‘Wild’ means sovereignty.  ‘Wild’ means having my own back.  ‘Wild’ means honouring myself, my true self, first.  ‘Wild’ means listening to that small, inner voice that sometimes still shouts at me, but will never lead me astray.  ‘Wild’ means saying yes to synchronicity, opportunity when it shows up.  ‘Wild’ means knowing what’s next by how it feels.  ‘Wild’ means trusting it will all work out.  ‘Wild’ means working on honing my intuition.  ‘Wild’ means knowing what I want and what I like.  ‘Wild’ means loving a gin martini.  ‘Wild’ means playing with crystals and oils and consulting my stars, decoding my numbers and mapping my hands.  ‘Wild’ means keeping my vibration high. ‘Wild’ means accepting and welcoming all aspects of self without judgement.  ‘Wild’ means a conscious, soul-filled way of living.  ‘Wild’ means expressing my feelings and asking for what I need.  ‘Wild’ means loving myself.