I realized today in conversation that while I celebrate my freedom of oppression from others
I have yet still to learn how to set myself free from my own prison of insecurities
Vulnerability ☜ this word alone gives me anxiety, it’s my biggest enemy
But somehow it’s what attracts me to others. I hang on to every raw word & self expression when someone is sharing their story
I’m always left in awe of their confidence and self awareness. The authenticity of a connection we all crave and seek
I try to push aside those thoughts of self doubt so my muted voice can find the strength to speak
Sometimes it’s jibberish that comes out. A puzzle piece that I need to reflect upon to lead me to some clarity.
Wow…self acceptance is a beast of a journey.