01/12/2023
I grew up being taught to stay in my lane. Not to ask questions, because someone will tell you if they want you to know. I was taught to be seen and not heard. I was only to depend on myself, that to ask for help, was weak. These were signs of the era/time I was raised. It’s taken me a long time, probably far to long to grow into my skin. Once when I would have stayed quite, I use my voice. Once when I would not have offered anything, because what I had wasn’t enough, I now seek opportunity to offer whatever I have that will be of service. It’s crazy that as I move into my mid forties, I feel a since of freedom to exist, interact and engage. I have walked a long journey to get here and I know I still have a lot to learn, but I finally feel like I’m in a place that will allow me to explore life and this world without the fear of shame or failure. Don’t ever sell yourself short, if you can dream it you can live it.
