Do you know who you are, I mean REALLY know your AUTHENTIC-self?
The “YOU” that was there before the world told you how to behave?
Before the labels, before the masks.
Until I gave myself permission to go on a journey of self-discovery,
I found safety in the idea of who the world thought I should be.
I tried to mimic the perfect woman, wife, mother, daughter, friend, pretending to be whoever I thought would make the people around me happy.
I desired to be loved, to be known, and to have authentic connections,
but I hid from true-myself, trying to create the person (any person) I thought could be accepted, the one that was enough and yet not too much, someone worthy of love.