THE PRICE I PAID
I know what I want. I tell myself that I am fighting for it when all I find myself doing is daily giving in to complacency and ridiculing the thought of what could be that isn't yet. There is a price to be paid, "something must give" I would always hear some people say. It's all getting real now and maybe I sense a certain fear that I never knew existed. What is this I feel? I know what I stand to gain but still can't shake the nagging knowledge of what I would be letting go of. This price I have decided to pay will be worth it in a couple of weeks yet I know the temptation to want to take it all back will follow soon as I start this journey. This is something I must do. This is something that'll MAKE ME! Sitting by myself today I have countlessly thought "WHAT IF?" and trust me these are not positive "what if's". There's that part of me that even considers not paying the price as I type this. I am fighting a battle I can't sh