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I'm not sure what I want to be or do. All I know is that I want to live. To me, living isn't about having a big title or a fancy job. It's about enjoying the simple things.

It's about feeling the morning sunshine on my face, laughing so hard it hurts, and crying to release the pain. It's about finding peace in quiet moments and letting my mind wander. 

But life isn’t always sunshine and pretty skies. It’s storms that break you down, darkness that swallows you whole, and days when getting out of bed feels like swimming through raging waves. It’s the crushing burden of expectations, the fear of failure, and the lonely feeling of not fitting in.

I’m tired of pretending to have it all figured out. 

I’m a person, a whole, messy, complex person. I’m the quiet kid who dreams big and the friend who’s there for anyone. I’m the one who’s afraid of heights but jumps off cliffs anyway. I just want to be me, with all my flaws and strengths, my hopes and fears, my joys and sorrows.

I’m a mix-up of everything and nothing.

I want to breathe, to feel, to experience. To laugh until it ache, to cry until my eyes are red and swollen. To love fiercely, to lose painfully. To explore, to contemplate, to dream.

I want to sit on a beach and watch the sun paint the sky with colors I can’t name. I want to hike through mountains, feeling small and connected to something bigger than myself. I want to dance in the rain, letting the cold water wash away my worries.

I want to explore the world, not just the parts marked on a map. I want to connect with people, really see them, and feel truly known. I want to learn and grow, make mistakes and learn from them.

I want to go through life without the weight of expectation. To be alive without the fear of failing. To feel the sun on my skin and not worry about what comes next.

More than anything, I want to live. Not just be alive, but truly live. To experience seeing every color of the sky, to explore every thing life has to offer, and to feel every emotion to its deepest levels.



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