The Distance Between

I am a phigment of someone's imagination given life, given breath.

I have a name now, but I didn't back then.

There is a distance in me between who I am and what I am.

I am emotionally distraught.

I am unstable.

I am not able to stand alone.

The distance prevents me from becoming who I want to be.
But the distance doesn't change me.
It is a challenge that must be overcome.
It is something that most will not understand, but that the select few will realize was there all along.
I was a thought, a dream, now I am a reality.
But there will forever be a distance between the real me and the me that everyone else sees.

It's been a Long Time Coming

Alright, so I remember last year saying that I was going to update this a lot more and I realize that I haven't but I've been super busy with life. That's not the point though and you should know that I am going to post from now on. I just have to remember to do so.

Are you all still following me?
Are you even still out there?