As I’m typing this, I sit alone on a beach. As cliched as it sounds, I’m just staring at the horizon. This earth is so great, so vast, I’ve only seen a millimetre of it.
I’ve given too much of myself to others, in the hope of being loved in return. I’ve put so much pressure on myself in being perfect, to have it all figured out but, truly, I know nothing. I’ve experienced so little of what the world has to offer.
I’m trying to make decisions and am desperately listening for that voice that once guided me so strongly, a voice I drowned out with the affections of others and my need for validation. I’ve lost who I once was. I was strong willed, driven and didn’t need the affections of others to make me feel good about myself.
I will strive to dig deeper into my own being to find this person who I know still lives inside of me. The only thing I have in this life is who I am, and who I perceive myself to be.
I am strong. I am enough.