
I jotted down this quote recognizing the wisdom of the sentiment, but I could only hope one day I would know it to be true. What little identity I had seemed predicated on my desire to be invisible. I was far from fulfilling any purpose.
Things have changed. I can actually feel my identity developing inside of me, being accepted by my heart, appreciated by my brain and expressed by my actions. And it has truly started to sow the first seeds of purpose and hope and happiness that I’ve felt in a long time. Of course, I’ve been happy plenty of times before, but it’s the first time in my life that it’s a constant, deep and true love for myself that has never been there. It’s not so much a tape running over in my head, LOVE LOVE LOVE, like some of my more negative, obsessive thoughts. It’s more subtle and transformative, like a beautiful smell that is always lingering around me. Everything is better with that perfume in my nose. It focuses me and reminds me that underneath it all, at the end of the day, I am good enough to do anything I want. And sometimes I might be much better than I think.
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