Over 20 years and I decided that I didn't want to be that person anymore...

So many years of just going through the motions. I hated where I was. I knew I had to go. Watching all those around me, "Why is my life like this?" I had no idea where to start. I started to work, I found a way to move out and I surrounded myself with a different group of people. I'm a good person. Good things come to good people, right? 15 years later and it was a little better but it still felt empty. I then realized that the things that kept me strong till now: stubbornness, denial, ego... I had to let go to make me stronger.