Who is the real me?

It's a question I often ask myself. I'm not really sure anymore. So many time we change who we are for one reason or another. There are a choice few who keep who they are and most people think that they are "asses" or "bitches", but are they really? I sometimes envy the people who keep there ground, other times I don't. I am hopping by having this blog, I can once again figure it out, who I am. I have an outlet now, something to get my feelings out without feeling like I'm going to be judged or made fun of. A place all of my own, lord knows I don't remember the last time I had something of my own or even thought of myself first. Being mom and wife will do that to you, unless your like some who do the opposite. I know a few people like that. Do you? I'm working know so I can't write much but this came a lot easier to me then I thought it would. I wasn't expecting to be able to sit here and just have it come out of me but here I am not even thinking about what I'm writing, I'm just writing. I haven't felt this free in so long. I don't want to stop but I have too. Work is surrounding me, I can't ignore it any longer. Until the next time!