The person I am;
I'm not at all sure who I am in this moment.
I know my name, Sarah-Catherine. I know my birthdate. July 20th, 1991.
These things, don't make me who I am though, they are just facts.
I've had my heart broken and I've broken hearts.
I've tried to kill myself, I've wanted to die.
You can assume what you want about who I am from those details.
But that's just it, you can only assume.

My best friend can tell me who they think I am, but it's only what they think.They may know, I'm nice, and loving, and warm, and soft,
but that's only some of who I am.

I think somewhere between the person I've been, and the person I need to be, I got stuck. Now, I guess I'm on the road to finding myself, discovering the person I'm meant to be. Although, isn't this what life is all about? Not finding yourself in so many ways, but building yourself. Although in my mind they're one in the same.

In all honesty, you can't say you know me, as in my person, not just my name.
Because I don't even know myself.

Come back though, because I'm on the path of self discovery.