Confessions......

(I found this and thought I would share, it was written a couple years ago)

Confessions of a lady bug
By Johanna~Marie

Intro

We all have our secrets, and we all have our regrets. Some of us learn to let go of the past and embrace the future with open arms. But then there are those of us whom dwell on the past. In dwelling on the past, we allow the past to engulf us. We allow it to become our reality. We live in yesterday. Afraid of a life that is unknown, we cling onto our formal realities. Opting to live in the pain of our yesterdays, instead of finding the strength to face the uncertainties of tomorrow. In refusing to let go, we lock ourselves away. How can we allow this? This life is full of beautiful and unexplainable things. Everything that occurs whether it is good or bad reveals its meaning with time. I have fumbled over my words for so long that I have allowed them to become a part of my being, my soul lingers beneath all the lies that have consumed the world I have become accustomed to. I wait for the beacon of hope to aspire my willingness to free myself from the clutches of the hell that is my life.
This is my story. My confessions written down, documented for the world to see. I have lived inside of a false reality that for so long has kept me in the dark. I was like the ladybug that hid beneath the log. Afraid of spreading her wings. Afraid of allowing the wind to carry her to the unknown, but we all have to let go of our fears at one time or another. The lady bug inside of me is ready to crawl out from under the log and be carried away by the wind…………..