It's not easy being me. I often forget who I am, and become who I promised I wouldn't be. I forget who is most important, and disregard them like yesterday's trash. I make all the wrong decisions when other's expect so much. And sometimes, I forget I am only human and being human means I make mistakes. I am a mother to a beautiful baby girl that brings me more happiness and keeps me grounded on this earth, but outside of her I write, and not because I think I am any good, but because it's probably my only form of relief without worrying about hurting or pleasing others.
Go to my instagram to see some of my pet photography, and passion gone business.