All That Consumes Us

by Erica Waters

Why is my value all tied up in accomplishing things? What’s so terribly wrong with being ordinary? It’s not like greatness ever made anyone happy.”

Because rewriting history doesn’t erase what truly happened.

I know I want a different life than she did, that I want to let go of old hurts, that I want to let new people love me instead of pining for those who never will.

My life is my own, and for the first time in a long, long time, I feel worthy of it. I don’t need Isabella’s genius. I don’t want it. I have my own thoughts, my own words, my own self.