“When you don’t stand for anything, you’ll fall for everything”. At least that’s what people say, but what does it mean to stand for something when you don’t understand anything? What qualifies for understanding?
Well… I don’t know but I do know this:
I don’t know where this is going any more than I know where I’m going in this life,
I haven’t figured out how to be happy with where I am or who I am even though I’ve been working on this equation for the past 5 years,
I know I’ve finally gotten to a point where I’m somewhat comfortable with being me, And I’m learning everyday how to be whole without being complete.
I’m learning to forgive all the pain I’ve been caused by those I love and those who don’t know me, those who’ve made me feel insignificant and cut through my skin with sharp teeth and claws leaving my heart bleeding and bare so much so that it taught me to build tall steel walls and adorn myself with titanium armour.
That it taught me to shut my doors and walk through life with my cards held tightly to my chest, my head and shoulder hanging in endless shame making me wish to disappear with every breath I take.
I know I’m learning to belong in my own world and to be unapologetic of my bubbling energy, my inability to keep quite or to have to filter for that matter, I’m learning to be content with imperfection and I’m learning to love, to be kind, to be joyful and so much more.
So yes there is a lot I don’t know but I do know that I’m learning to be compassionate and truthful, respectful and humble and most importantly I’m learning to be the best version of me I can be.
LEARNING TO BE... 