Naked

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I am fascinated by how our identities evolve.

I was 18, battling an internalized, “unwanted child” identity. I reached the stage in adolescence where my cognitive abilities matured, my social awareness increased and all of the sudden, I detached from my “given” identity to reflect on who I am.

Our culture shapes the way we work and play, and it makes a difference in how we view ourselves and others. It affects our values—what we consider right and wrong. This is how the society we live in influences our choices

Naked. I felt naked, stripped from who I once thought I was, and overwhelmed by the uncertainty of how my life will unfold. I can’t pinpoint the exact trigger, but I know I was left alone for long enough to let buried thoughts come to the surface: “I don’t feel welcome in this environment, this person is hurting me more than they are making me happy/healthy, I did not choose this job/degree for myself and I really don’t enjoy the process”. I gave myself permission to question my reality. I gave myself permission to be selfish, loosen my grip and shoot blanks.

Detours are hard, changing your mind and suffering the consequences is hard, doing that first step alone is hard, discomfort is hard, but living in ignorance and obedience and never realizing your own dreams and potential is harder.

My story is vivid, cyclical, sensitive and real. My purpose in this lifetime is to connect, experience, learn and teach…

and someday lead and heal.

September feels like a coming of age film: learning about generational trauma whilst wrapped up in a warm blanket, new lovers fingertips tracing my spine.

I don’t believe that my childhood is over, but I know my innocence and ignorance has long since decayed.

From my mind to yours.

I know how healing it is to recognize yourself in someone else’s story.

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