I lose my shit a lot! There are good days and there are bad days. But most days, even the good ones, are always laced with a fear lining the pit of my stomach. There’s always this feeling that something bad is lurking around the corner. And that’s an interesting thought, given most days I’m just trying to the corner towards a better place. Everything about this journey is like this. It’s contradictions all the way. Every moment feels like it’s this and that, happy and sad, exciting and fear filled.
Great writeup Ashwini. :)