My New Life....

I feel like I am getting a do-over...a new life. I thought I was madly in love...guess I was just mad. Now I am single...and I feel as if the facade that I had encrusted around my being for protection and safety is cracking and coming off in huge chunks around my feet. Somedays I feel as if i get scared and grasp and the chunks and try to reapply them back to my shell...but the metamorphasis cannot go backwards.

It's scarey to not truly know who you are anymore. I mean once upon a time I was verbally and emotionally introverted...while socially extroverted to cover up.

I am an artist. I am a crunchy-granola - tie-dye wearing, tattoo loving, pierced, semi punk, slightly emo and grunge, alternative, light femme, lesbian who feels like a fish out of water in Dallas TX. I like urban areas, I love the outdoors, but have lived a life fearful of what the world holds. I have traveled a lot in the USA, but desperately want to explore other cultures. I would say that I am a Buddhist, because it mostly closely resembles what I believe....but it's probably more spiritual or eclectic in nature. All of my tattoos have a spiritual significance to me.

The soul that I adore more than any other on earth is that of my chocolate brown chihuahua, named Sydney.