Was that really me?

As I stare into the skyline, I wonder, was that really me? The person I used to be, so full of hope and kindness, now feels like a distant memory. The city of dreams has changed me, made me lose myself in the pursuit of success and fame.

I used to be the person who would go out of their way to help others, to lend a listening ear or a helping hand. But now, I find myself becoming more and more ruthless and bitter with each passing day. The constant pressure to succeed, the endless competition, has taken its toll on me.

And I wonder, was it all worth it? Was sacrificing my values and my compassion worth the price of success? As I reflect on my journey, I can’t help but feel a sense of regret and sadness for the person I’ve become.

I miss the kind…