Dear Lisa:

Less than two weeks ago, you shared a song you relate to, part of it is:

“Don’t know who I’m supposed to be
Don’t really know if I should give a damn
When you’re around, I don’t know who I am
I always wished that I could find someone as beautiful as you
But in the process I forgot that I was special too”

Who is Lisa “supposed to be”? While waiting for the man you “always wished that (you) could find”, the one to care for your pain, the one to rescue you, did you forget that you were special too?

anita