It sounds obvious. Become what you are. You hear this thousand times ! Songs and movies and books talking about how you should follow your heart and be yourself. Don’t let other people decide for you. Clichés all the way, right ?
And still, this is so hard to do. Not because you don’t know what you are, but mainly because you don’t know how you could become you even more. I’ve always known who I was, but this person spent her first 20 years in silence. Sometimes I feel like she expresses herself so freely now… and sometimes, I see there’s still so much to do. The whole point about this is that she’s slowly experiencing freedom and exploring its boudaries, but everytime I think the real me reached the limit of what she is, it disappears and there is more freedom to be acquired. Doors to be opened every day. Discoveries to be made every morning.
These words speak to me so much these days ; since January, I have tried harder to become what I have always been. And it is such a demanding task, even when the path is clear…:
|||Don’t become something just because someone else wants you to, or because it’s easy; you won’t be happy. You have to do what you really, really, really, really want to do, even if it scares the shit out of you.|