The Writeventures of Emaleecious

For you who has lost yourself loving another. I don't know who I am anymore.  I think I have forgotten who I used to be. What I used to be... I had always been a very confident person. Cock sure of what I wanted. I knew who I was so there was no cowering at anytime. I was vivacious and bold. Daring...but now I am a pitiable shell of what I used to be. How did I let go of myself?  Where did I get lost? How did I become this soft blob? Where did I switch my identity? I look at my image in the mirror and what I see scares me. When did I become that kind of woman? That woman who hates to see her body because of its many imperfections. The same imperfections I used to wink at and say "I love you regardless"? When did I cower in shame at myself? Why do I suddenly see all the warts on me? When did I start to look for validation from another? Why do I cower in shame when he comes in and I am naked? How on earth did I get to this point? I still remember how we couldn'...

Wow! Its been 2 years since my last blog post here. Well, not 2 full years, but really close.  If anyone had told me I would take a break from blogging, I would have laughed them in the face.  For me, blogging was like a lifeline I desperately needed back when I took it up. It wasn't for fame or anything (haha, I wish I had the drive of my fellow bloggers back then), it was just a mode of release for me. I found my path and purpose through blogging...well, I like to think this. I would get lost in articles and people's posts. I found expression here, found friends, found a different time zone where I wasn't afraid of anything or anyone.  In my blog followers, I found family. Thank you to all of you who may still see this post. Thank you for those awesome years! I came back here for some selfish reasons though. While life happened- (I got married, I had a baby, my work got more intense and needed more of my time, I started a business, I had more job responsi...