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06.28.2001 Entry: "Nothing really special."

These are just some words that I wrote down today. Nothing really special.

"Is it what I see in the mirror that makes me afraid of living this life? I seem to believe that fear is what holds me back. Holds me back from the dreams that I so desperately cry out for throughout the night. Nights pass, I stay up alone trying to figure out what I have done wrong. Maybe I never wronged and this is life’s way of testing me. A tribulation that is more than just a challenge, but more of a truth. A truth that comes out only when the heart speaks out its loudest. A truth within that is awakened when a challenge is defeated."

For anyone that may ask, I as perfectly happy =). It seems anytime I write something that could be perceived as being depressing, I get a call or an email. You know who you are, and yes you are right about everything you said. Thanks for being there for me.