I Am Not the Person I Used to Be

The hardest part of the last few years was fighting so hard to get back my identity as a reliable lady, a hard worker that almost never calls in or quits or avoids her family and friends. Things have changed so much and I can't control that, my disorder keeps me from being the old me, I may never live that way again, but I'm still fighting to get my shit together. I'll keep trying new things that scare me, keep fighting through every day that tries to break me,because I want to live, it's time to just accept that it will have to be a little different from the life I planned for myself in my earlier and healthier years.