My First Confession: A Half-Hearted Attempt at Vulnerability, Resurrection, and a Future
Welcome to my inner world, I am so grateful to have you here. I hope that you can connect with my words. My name is not Anastasia; I chose it as my pseudonym because it means "resurrection," and that is the concept I'm heading towards. Also, I loved the movie "Anastasia" (1997); I call my Shih Tzu, "Cookie," "Pooka." So what is the point of any of this? That's what I'm trying to figure out. The distance between what I am and where I want to be is alarming. I was suicidal in my late teens and since then, I have not been able to plan for a future, just waddling through life. I was different before; I was responsible, productive, and the perfect child, but I must remind myself that I was also fifteen. I am now twenty-five and at a loss for who I am. Energy cannot be created or destroyed, so the qualities I love still exist within me, I'm just not sure how to harness these individual traits. I probably sound like the whiniest bitch al...