Words escape me....

sometimes they just do. I have all these feelings pent up inside and there's no way of expressing them. It gets so frustrating at times. I try to say something and either I don't convey it right or it gets misunderstood. All I know is this. I'm not letting my past define who I am today. But I can't forget it either. It is part of me, it helped mold the person I am. My mistakes, my triumphs; all of them rolled up into one. This woman sitting here tapping away at the keyboard. This is me.