Between law school and wedding planning I feel like who I am has been consumed. Sometimes I wonder if April is still in there. I don't expect to be the same little girl who needed her window open every night, just in case Peter Pan did show up. I don't expect to be the same 11 year old who knew about the Santa secret, but still searched under the tree for something that hadn't been purchased by my parents. Something to show magical. I don't expect to be the 10th grader who would kick ass if she didn't like what you said and had a penchant for leopard print, boas and desperately wanted pink hair. Finally I don't expect to be that 22 year in college who had amazing confidence and was fiercely independent. Who knew who she was and knew how good she was. I don't expect to be exactly those people anymore but I wish there was a sense of them still there.

Sometimes I wonder if any of them have survived wedding planning and law school. I worry wedding planning is destroying my personality. Its all I think about and Im sure its all I talk about. I can't imagine anyone I know that wants to hear about it ever again. I dream about the wedding. Its absurd. I have found the shoes, but I need a veil, jewelry, shaper lingerie and an after party dress. I have stress dreams about finding these things. I want nice jewelry and a nice dress. I am not going to lie - labels are mattering to me in this search. I think this April would kick my ass if she heard this. If high school April heard that I was having trouble deciding between a bracelet from sears and a bracelet from Macy's I think Macy's will be nicer even though they look the exact same she would call me a stupid poser. She'd probably kick my ass for being this and then tell me to shut the fuck and stop whining about the wedding because no one gives a shit.
I miss her. I don't know where she went. Something I think there is not a drop of her left in me.
What happened to my confidence? I had once. However It s seems as if its gone forever now. There was an April before law school who was supremely confident in herself. She knew she wasn't perfect and she knew that didn't matter. Where did she go? In law school I strive for perfection and I have no confidence that I can even do the most menial and nonsense task. Call a client? Ill probably screw it up. Take an easy test? I definitely failed.
In less than 4 months this will all be over and hopefully I will be some semblance of myself.