Sitting here thinking, a wondering "Who am I?" in total silence other then the thunder thundering from the storm.

Knowing that there are others puts limits on what one can do....like I can't be the person who I meant to be out of respect for the other's feelings. Plus it doesn't body match which makes me feel depressed and forsaken.

Acceptance is a stepping stone to serenity, even though I don't like what I'm stepping on.