Who am I?
This is a question I ask myself quite a lot.
Am I a broken person? Cracked not broken I think and it’s the cracks that makes us who we are.
Am I alone? No, I have a wonderful family. And true friends who see me as a person.
One question I ask myself is what makes a true friend. Here is just one thought. ” True friends are there for you in the good times, sad times and bad times. They also give you time to laugh and cry. When your happy or sad. They are just there. ”
I am Ed. I am an person. I am alive. I’m a survivor. I am going to be a thriver.