Self Image

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    Self Image

    I am a twenty-something

    I am no longer a child, naive and helpless

    I am not yet completely prepared for the real world

    I have always been employed from the age of 16 until recently

    I am a social, fun-loving, compassionate person

    I have relied on too many people lately

    I have taken advantage of certain individuals I know



    I am a drug addict



    I have put more emphasis on how people see me rather than the man I am projecting

    I am in love with a man

    I don't quite know how to handle that love properly

    I stick to my guns even though at times I know they're shooting blanks

    I am homeless, but not really making any changes to my situation

    I am an intelligent and capable, but scared

    I have let my past continually be my scapegoat

    I may need to be on medications



    I am a depressed person



    I freak out and react to things that just aren't that important

    I have an overwhelming fear that stepping out on my own will isolate me

    I trust too many people way too quickly

    I wish my family would accept me 110% for who I am and not what I am

    I have come to the conclusion that I deserve to feel like this because...

    I have lied to-

    cheated out-

    and forgotten myself

    I have lied to-

    cheated on-

    and forsaken my lover



    I have so many questions

    Do I realize what all could lie ahead?

    Am I aware of the person I have become versus the person I could become?

    Have I thought about what I need to do and actually get the ball rolling?

    When things don't go my way, do I handle it appropriately?



    What is it that truly makes me happy?

    Why do I go storming off in the opposite direction of what I know is the best decision?

    Why can't I just relax and let things be?



    Where did all this begin?



    Is it destiny to find oneself in this "lifestyle?"

    Why have I not woken up yet?

    Can I please stay in dreamland just five more minutes?

    When will I stop myself from hitting the SNOOZE button?

    My life up to this point has not been easy, but has it really been that terrible?

    Why can't enough ever actually be enough to satisfy everyone involved?

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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