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Choice

It should have been an easy choice --- to follow a dream or to stay in my comfort zone.

But, it's not.

I would like to follow my dream but with that, I will be sacrificing a lot. What's prodding me to move on was not actually the dream but what I am becoming in my comfort zone. I am no longer the pussy cat that quietly meows when hurt, but is actually a lion that roars when taken for granted. I go home hurting and pondering if I am becoming what I despise.

This blessing that is on my lap should be an easy choice. I just don't know that if moving on means I get to start anew or just continue where I left of and make things better.

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