I’ve never felt like a butterfly, I’ve never felt like I fit in, I’ve always felt like I was waiting for my time to shine.

I will be 40 next year and I’m still waiting.

I just don’t know what for.

All I know is that it’s something… more

More than the repetitiveness of life.

Struggling through life, day in day out, with no real direction.

Even though I have my kids, my family and friends – I feel so alone.

Like I’m waiting for life to happen, to experience it to its fullest. I just don’t know how to make it happen. I don’t know where to start.

I’m stuck in this cocoon – a dark and dismal place.