I’d like to think there are different versions of me. I don’t think I’ve ever lost myself, I don’t think anyone ever does.

I think we merely discover different versions of ourselves, even if it’s one we’re not necessarily proud of.

You say “it isn’t like you” to do what I did but it is me. It’s just a version you’ve never seen. I’d want to be accountable for everything I choose to do. I don’t want to make an excuse by saying “I wasn’t myself” when I did what I’ve done.

I am a being made up of millions of tiny fragments, I am everything I choose to be— Strong, fearless, boisterously honest, a survivor, a coward, a liar.