Requiem for My Former Self

I promise my blog will not consistent of sappy, introspective posts dedicated to how I will change my life. But I seem to be on a roll lately.

I have been in a quest of self-improvement these last few months, so I do not want this to sound as if it is my new year's resolution list; the new year happens to fall tomorrow in the midst of my changes.

I feel as if I've regressed in some ways as a person, back to someone I was before the learning and the experience. I feel a sense of loss when I consider who I am, knowing I used to be better. Regression makes me sad.

I miss the confident person I used to be. I miss the person who could laugh at her mistakes, and smile midst the falling and the getting back up.

I miss my conversation style that wasn't contrived or complaining.

I miss not being afraid of people; I miss taking risks.

The point of this selfish entry is to make a statement: I'm ready to change. I already am changing.