Not Broken
Morning comes, and life moves on And when it changed, you didn't know where you belong And I'll still catch you when you fall through a past that steals your sleep And scrawl these words upon your wall, remind you to believe It's been well over a year and a half since I wrote a blog entry, and so much has happened. It had been about a year since I had come out at work, and more than a year of living full time. The magnitude of the changes yet to come, nor their impact, are still something I am grappling with even now. But i am getting ahead of myself. One thing was certain... I had hit a dead end where I was. I had stagnated not just socially, not just career wise, but even in my growth. Back when I had gotten out of rehab, I sat down and wrote out a list changes I had wanted to make and goals I wanted to achieve. Aside from transitioning and living full time, I really hadn't gotten very far. I lost my family, and I was miserable. And then there was the DID, and how I w...