Changing...

I feel like somehow I’m changing, changing into this person who has given up on everything I hold dear. Like I’ve given up on myself. There’s still that one thing that I wish I had, but also afraid to lose. I’m afraid that I’ll never get it back. Its too precious, too important. Giving that up hasn’t been easy on me. It left a hole in my heart and doubts in my mind. God hasn’t given up on me but I feel like the world has. I guess I’d better get used to solidarity. It’s a difficult transition but I don’t have a choice. ‘A man is a man because of the choices he makes’. I guess I’ll have to make my decision, and I don’t think that I’ll take the easy route out of this.