Lonely But Not Alone

Listening to a song called Curse by Vicktor Taiwo and a line caught my attention. "And I was alone in my own head." I feel like this has been true, especially this last year. I don't know who I am anymore. I don't know what it's like to be Kristina. I used to be full of energy, happy, laughing, ready to take on the world. Yes, I have always been anxious, socially awkward, and scared of a lot of things, but I was always pretty happy and I enjoyed life... a lot. It is just so hard these days. I want to travel somewhere on my own so I could figure myself out. I want the seclusion, but I also want to meet new people. New positive people who can inspire me. I'm just this body walking around and sometimes I think I'm no longer passionate about anything. My thought process is stuck. My mind needs to travel. It needs to explore. It needs to remember life. It doesn't want to be stuck... here in fucking Woodland.