It came to my attention...

after much poking and prodding from my counselor, that I don't actually know how to identify myself outside of my labels and the spaces other people need me to fill. At first, this was panic-inducing information. Who doesn't know WHO THEY ARE at (almost) 28 years old? I've been work-aholic, care-taker, step-mom, Suzy-Homemaker, and more recently bipolar 1.

I realized that while I could easily fit myself into any given mold, I didn't know who I was without one. I still don't know. But, after a miniature personal crisis and much reassurance from friends, I've decided that maybe this doesn't have to be a big scary unknown. It's just like when you're in Kindergarten and they ask you what you want to be when you grow up. Only, maybe I don't have to grow up. Maybe I can be as many things as I want to and never "grow up".

So, I invite you to join me on my journey to figure out exactly who I am. Each day, I'll be stepping just a little more out of my comfort zone and posting something that I've discovered about myself that helps to put the puzzle pieces together.

Hopefully after a year, we'll both have learned a few things and I'll be able to tell you who I am.

Wish me luck!