𝑫𝒐 𝑰 π‘­π’Šπ’• 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒆?

Feeling like part of the crowd has always been a bit of a challenge for me. It was all I knew as a child, so I didn’t think much of it. It was just part of life.

As I got older, I noticed some people could congregate with such ease. They didn’t look awkward or nervous. They seemed assured, full of purpose. And seemed so willing to share themselves with the rest of the group.

Then there were the ones who hung back, looked wary, ill at ease.

I appeared as one of the former.

In my heart, I was the latter.

Acting out these different roles, confident, assured, shy, timid.

Wait. Hold the phone. Shut the door. Those are all feelings, behaviors.

I’m in control of those. 100%.

There’s no mystery as to why I am that way? It’s all just sentences in my mind that I get to choose? That is the BEST NEWS EVER!

Let’s get on with this day, and be all of me, by choice.

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