Who am I? Well that is a loaded question. Who I am has been gradually stollen from me through years of bad choices, sacrafices, and change. The woman I am inside is rarely seen and I fear the loss of my identity. I have become multiple entities that have over time, defined WHAT I am oppossed to WHO I am. The foolish woman I am has given all that I am to others and asked nothing in return. I give and people take. But here I am busting out of the shackles and opening my mind and heart, holding nothing back from those who wish to listen, to share, to support and befriend.