I’m conflicted between being the person I am and transitioning to the person I want to be.

I’m conflicted between wanting to be the person I feel I was truly meant to be, but not wanting to sacrifice the people that seem to approve of me because I’m insecure that they’ll leave when something bad happens.

I’m conflicted between wanting to be treated as my own person, but wanting to still be in my safe bubble and treated with sympathy.

I’m conflicted between taking everything I lost back and earning the respect of people I don’t even know, but being afraid I’ll lose something that I didn’t know was always there.

I’m conflicted between wanting to attempt at finally becoming happy, but being afraid I’ll fall even deeper into the darkness.

I’m conflicted between realizing that life truly has no meaning, but wanting to believe everyone telling me there is a reason to being here.