I pause to find I am yielding mindlessly to social pressures... again. When will I stop finding repressed parts of myself, hidden in my own mind, due to terrible social inconvenience? I wonder how each aspect of self-dismissal has limited my potential. There is no self-confidence, without self-awareness. I intend to one day know myself, embracing the parts, that fit the whole, loving how I fit the world. Excuse me while I liberate my socially contorted consciousness, and attempt to invite, to embrace, to become my full-self.
Posted on: Wed, 21 Jan 2015 09:41:05 +0000