Sometimes I look back and wonder who I would be if I hadn't been so tied down by where I lived and things completely out of my control.
It’s hard not to grieve that parallel life—the one that felt bigger, more exciting—when so much energy now just goes into keeping up with the basics.
It doesn't feel fair. I know I have to focus on today, but part of me still misses the potential I never really got to touch.
Sometimes I look back and wonder who I would be if I hadn't been so tied down by where I lived and things completely out of my control.
It’s hard not to grieve that parallel life—the one that felt bigger, more exciting—when so much energy now just goes into keeping up with the basics.
It doesn't feel fair. I know I have to focus on today, but part of me still misses the potential I never really got to touch.