Breathing.

I know it sounds really dramatic of me to say that I struggle to breathe, but I do.
I constantly wrap myself up in a moment or series of moments until I can't get out of it. Memories wrap themselves around everything in my life: places, people, ridiculous knickknacks. I'd like to believe I'm not sentimental, but that's just not true. I'd like to have little attachment to this world, but I find that I get really involved in the lives of those around me to a point where it's hard to see where their life ends and mine begins. I have a lot of good friends, and I love them all dearly, but sometimes it's hard to be me when I'm so surrounded.
I find that whenever I have a friend in need, I'm more than willing to quit everything I'm doing to help them. It's my immediate reaction for me to drop everything and assist. My parents taught me to be that way, our family is a go-to family. I never noticed that until crisis steps into our lives and my family dominates it.
When crisis comes, we'll handle it, but then our own lives get left in the dust.
Eh.. with that in mind...
Recently, I've made a conscious effort to spend my time with people that encourage me to follow what God has for me. I think each day I get a little closer to that, and I have those friends to thank. I also should thank God for blessing me with the friendships that I have.