I don’t know who I am. I’ve learned so much during the 25 years of my life but I know so little about what makes Hilton Happy. I hide behind the shadows of others success, I motivate others but forget to push myself. I resent happiness. I thrive in pain. Drama is my gift and my curse. Lies surround me , giving me false hope of a better life. A life that doesn’t exist beyond my imagination. They say you don’t know what you like til you try it, well i’ve tried it all and have yet to find peace. I want what I can never obtain, and it kills my joy. I don’t know who I am. it’s something that haunts my dreams, it wakes me at night. It’s a metaphysical dilima I have yet to understand.