so much of our life is spent trying to figure out who we are. most of the time, feeling so lost and unsure, i long to be who i once was. constantly i'm changing, becoming better than i was before.. i was rediscovering myself, one piece at a time. in order to change you have to let go of things so familiar and comforting. you begin to feel out of place, not who you once were and that's because you aren't who you once were, you're changed, you're out of your comfort fuckin zone. as you're changing, you want so badly to be who you were, instead of being who are you. change is feared so deeply, but it is the only constant in life. so we go through this vicious cycle of changing, then becoming comfortable, changing again [so called "being lost or unsure of who we really are"] then settling down again. if only we could welcome change and accept the fact we are constantly changing as people. turns out "feeling lost" is nothing more than becoming a better person. and it seems that this "vicious cycle" is nothing more than life. so much of our fuckin life is spent lived in the past, longing for what used to be. the other part of our life is spent looking forward to what is going to come. it's fuckin disgusting to realize "if not now, when?"