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I've lost myself before

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Something I keep hearing leave my mouth more and more every day is "I have a lot of hobbies" It makes me so proud because I try to live on purpose as often as possible, as much as I can I try to drive my own mind and actions intentionally. To be who I want to be all of the time, on purpose. I know what it feels like to lose yourself.  To not understand what it is that you like anymore, and to change deeply into a new creature. It happened to me when I left the workforce, I held a lot of pride in my ability to do my jobs well, I was making great money working an exciting job that I was good at, selling books for a multimillion dollar store. I worked hard for promotions and got every one I went after. I was paid to be a creative and started a business at 17, It was a photography business and my speciality was boudoir and weddings. I LOVED and reveled in being a boss b*tch, it wasn't great for my marriage though because I was in fact very bossy.  We had a plan, I decided who...

Because if I have to ask you, I don't want it anymore.

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"I'm not asking you to kiss me, nor apologize to me when I think you're wrong. I won't even ask you to hug me when I need it most. I don't ask you to tell me how beautiful I am, even if it's a lie, nor write me anything beautiful. I won't even ask you to call me to tell me how your day went, nor tell me you miss me. I won't ask you to thank me for everything I do for you, nor to care about me when my soul is down, and of course, I won't ask you to support me in my decisions. I won't even ask you to listen to me when I have a thousand stories to tell you. I won't ask you to do anything, not even be by my side forever. Because if I have to ask you, I don't want it anymore." -Frida Kahlo I've seen this quote floating around my news feeds for about a month or so, I've been chewing on it since the first time I read it, because it rubbed me the wrong way. Hear me out on this, I've been with the same man for nearly 17 years, we...