A child gets hurt, begins to cry, the parent says, “Oh, you’re fine.”
A parent asks their hurting teenager, “Are you ok?” Teenager replies sadly, “I’m fine.”
Adult complains to their partner, “Can we talk about this?” Partner sighs, replies with “{silence}”
If you don’t teach them how to communicate, you’ll show them how not to.
If you don’t allow them to show their emotions, you’ll shame them about having them.
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Somewhere along blurred lines, my self worth was solely dependent upon everyone else's opinions besides mine. Past life would keep dictating this way of “living” for a very long time. Like a brick pathway, my belief system was cemented in and it established a flawed premise of which I had learned to stick with and live by. I have since come to understand that a belief is just a thought I continue to have.
So brick by brick, I’ve begun the demolition and reconstruction during this process of becoming the most authentic version of me. For a lifetime this far, I have accepted the unacceptable, tolerated the intolerable and have remained in places far beyond their expiration date. After all, I had to stay with all my broken pieces. Now, I have been stifled for far too long. Freedom has bestowed upon me the use of my voice at last. Won't you join me on a new roller coaster of life as I navigate my way through this next part of my journey?
I promise to share my experience, strength and hope from my heart with depth and truth. I guarantee I will write about difficult things, struggles and even pain, yet in the darkness a little light glows. Through inspiration, a glimmer will shine because I want to leave you a little better than when you first found me.
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