I’m Done

Some things seem too intimate, too personal to write about. Like changing names and hiding behind a paper bag is not enough. Like standing naked in a room full of clothed people would be less revealing than baring my soul.

But I’m done hiding my truth.

Today something changed, something shifted and I understood for the first time that I am not being true to myself. I have been compromising myself, which is not the same as compromising.

But I’m done. I won’t do it anymore. This is the only life I have and I will make the very best of it. I owe it to myself.

How is it that I have spent my whole life being proud of my strength, opinions, intelligence and somehow still found a way to feel guilty about it? To believe that I was being “too much” when in reality what I’ve been getting is not enough and I am most definitely worth it and so are you?

I’m done. And I am not afraid because what could I possibly lose that is worse than losing myself?

I’ve never lied about who I am or what I want. I did not “spring” myself on you. This is who I am, this is who I’ve been and truth be told I like me. I like me very much.

So I’m done pretending that not enough is enough. I’m done making myself small. There is room for both of us without me having to shrink.

I’m done and I hope you are too.