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I’m a Woman of Un-haunted Spirit
Day Thirty-One: Are you haunted by who you once were?
There is only one me. And thank goodness, I don’t think the world could handle my double. No matter what has happened in life, I’ve intrinsically remained the same little girl I’ve always been. Sometimes she’s hidden, other times she’s shone bright.
At my core, I’m a kind-hearted, generous, sensitive soul who wants nothing more than to be loved and to offer love. Nothing gives me greater pleasure than performing good deeds and making someone else’s life easier, but I don’t always come off that way. Years of anxiety, disappointment, hardship, and hurt has caused me to retract and armour myself against disorder and chaos. In the process, I’ve put myself first, and often present as selfish, but that’s only surface deep.
I have lived an honest life and the things I’m ashamed of are few. There were times I’ve hurt others, but never on purpose. Sometimes a girl must do what she must do to survive. We all know that to save others on a diving plane, we must put on the oxygen mask first. Well, that’s what I’ve metaphorically done all my life. I’ve tried to be the best version of myself by nurturing me, and often others got left behind in the process.
So, am I haunted by that person who was anything but generous? Am I embarrassed to…
