Picking up the pieces...

It's time to lay it all out.  I did something wrong.  I made some mistakes.  I failed at acknowledging the truth.  I forgot how essential being honest is to my development.  I lost myself along the way.  Was it my faith? Was it my ambitions? Was it me? Clearly.  I forgot that life is about growth.  The priority spectrum was disfigured.  I had one through five somewhere down the line with twelve through fifteen.  I consistently blamed my past.  The rejection that I felt.  The love that was lost.  Honestly, it was the love I withheld from myself.  I refused to walk into the reality of what's true.  I missed some steps.  I skipped all around life.  I'm 28, wishing I was somewhere down the road at 40.  Maybe at 40, I will be above what happens at 28.  Who knows? Maybe I will just remember what I'm destined for.  Know that it's okay to miss a few steps.  Lean that missing steps is what advances you in life.  It pushes you to grow and have a full desire to expand.  To live.  To live above all the chaos and move forward.  To pick up the pieces...