Missing Myself

Apparently, I have a tone in my voice that will probably cost me my marriage, along with all my other worldly possessions.

I try to tone it down, I really do, but that's really hard to do when you don't realize you're doing it.

I miss the days of freedom, I miss the days I didn't have to practice in my head how I was going to say something before it comes out of my mouth.

I miss enjoying my own company.

But mainly, I miss being myself.