Where am I?

I know a lot of times people question who they are and where they are going in life. And, I guess I shouldn't feel pained or rejected because life throws me a few curve balls. I just wish sometimes that I understood all that was put before me. I wish that I could be honest, honest with myself and honest with the people I interact with, especially the people I love most in this world. Because I do love them.

I think about the progress and "backslides" I have gone through this year. Yes, it's been hard but do I deserve a label? For that matter, does anyone? Even if someone is a drug-addict, an inebriate, depressed, or lost... isn't their experience unique and can anyone think they understand what that person is going through because they know their vice? I really am naive. Could I have it any other way, though? I love people. Even when they hurt me deeper than they'll ever know I love them. And, I forgive them. I pray they forgive me.

I am here somewhere. And, in my sojourn I'll discover more of me.