I have grown up hiding, squelching, not accepting “me.” Stifled.
“Me” was whatever didn’t illicit a negative reaction, thought, or emotion from someone or anyone. Including individuals I never ever wanted to be like or associate with, people I despised, yet what they thought of me was important. Important enough to make “me” conform. It was stifling.
One day, it dawned on me, an undeniable truth. A truth that passed all the tests of my own experiences.
The Truth is, others issues or problems with me weren’t the issues or problems I had with me. And I, being my own worst critic have enough issues. Focus on me then, not you.
I am free to be me issues and all. My issues.