All Roads Lead to Alyia

I wasn’t suppose to be a good person. I’m sure if I was really shitty, it would be completely justified. Everyone could shrug off my horrendous behavior and label me another statistic. My selfish, conniving, manipulative, and genuinely ignorant behavior would be excused away because how could you blame me!? After all I've been through in my life! That would be such an easy road to take.. So why didn’t I take it? Why didn't I choose the carefree road that led to a life of eventual misery, but the immediate scenery along the way was painted vividly with tempting and beautiful “I don’t give a fuck” brushstrokes. Instead I took another road, a winding path through vulnerable trees, with strong winds of crippling anxiety, and sharp pebbles of disappointment that cut through the skin of my feet. My two options of travel in this life could not have been more different, but at my core I know that no matter which path I took, what scenery I walked through, or what wind pushed oxygen through my lungs, at my nucleus, I have always been, am, and continue to be unquestionably me.

All Roads Lead to Alyia.

Me living up to my fullest 90's kid potential in Kindergarten

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