I can’t go back

I can’t go back

This past year has been a very quick and aggressive shake down. I have lost everything familiar and comfortable in my life.I have been unraveled to the point of not knowing who I am. I have recently noticed stories coming up that want to convince others (and myself)...
who am I beneath it all?

who am I beneath it all?

 Who am I beneath the flowy shirts, yoga pants and adornments?Who am I beneath the wavy golden hair always flipped to one side?Who am I beneath the strong, flexible, soft yet solid, tired, heavy, aching body?Who am I beneath the soft skin, the painful acne, the deep...