I Resign

I resign from being the person you expect me to be. Yes, its easier and sometimes a bit more fun, but this person, the one I allow you to see is only a small fraction of a fraction of who and what I really am. No more sidekick status for your insecurity, and not that I don’t have my own its just you never let me get that far, but no more. and not because you’ve done anything wrong. Its just not right for me. Not now. Not tomorrow or the next day. I resign the fear of failure. The self doubt that stops you from leaping from cliffs to soar amongst the clouds, with potential to be something higher. I resign judgment of you. I can’t walk that path. My feet are too big and well you path is a little to narrow (take that however you want it). I resign the voyeur in me. No more sideline watching and wondering. Can’t trade post cards for sand between your toes. I guess. I resign my indecisiveness. Maybe not. Ask me tomorrow. I can own this. or can I? Who know? I think I do. Its a more difficult that a yes or no answer. So maybe I won’t resign it. Just put it on hiatus so that the rest can be dealt with in a timely matter. Yeah.

Trying to decide if I’m done writing or if it made sense for that matter,

KD