lost pieces of myself searching for fame, success and extravagant moments to fulfill me. I lost pieces searching for a love that only I could give myself.
I lost pieces searching for acceptance from all the wrong people. I lost pieces searching for a partner who accepted every single part of me, even the toxic parts, a family who never felt burdened by my depressive moments, a job that never ever burned me out.
I have lost pieces of myself when I was high in the clouds and down in the sea searching for perfection, no matter where I was.I have crawled and scratched my way back to redemption to then lose myself again.Read more on thoughtcatalog.com