I am not consistent and I don’t like change, but I like new. I am a diabetic. I am a mother. I am a pharmacy technician. I am honest, but I also lie. I am not confrontational. I am a mood eater. I am 29 years old and still trying to figure out what I want to be if I ever grow up. I am impatient. I am a wife still trying to figure out how to housewife. I am not a cook, but like to cook. I talk a lot, but have stage fright. I have not financially gotten my shit together and want to, but also have a love for spending. I am a bookworm and hoard office supplies. I am a daughter and a sister. I am not always happy, but I am also not always unhappy. I question everything and overthink, hard. I am unsettled with where I am at in life. I have goals that are attempted to be achieved. I have my scars, physically and mentally. I dream when I am sleeping and when I am awake. I like to write, but I am not a writer. I am self centered and considerate.
I am me and I am okay?
