I didn’t know who I was and morphed into any societal version I found appealing; Alternating between personas of people who may or may not have found themselves.
I was one person until I came across someone I thought to be better; and then I became that person. I was lost, yet thought that I had found myself.
But… there was always someone better. Someone more charming, more sassy, funnier, kinder. Every corner housed someone who brought something unique to the table; I wanted so badly to be someone until I wanted to be everyone.
And when the lives around you, of the people you badly want to be start crumbling in massive chunks onto the blemished ground, you realise that you don’t even know them; Those people you tried to be. And in that moment when all around you is failing, you will be forced to look within… I was.
I found a gaping hole born of emptiness; I heard a voice faint and devoid of strength; I found a soul weak and barely there. That was all I had and I was forced to accept it. I acknowledged what I had within, as flawed as it was; and that marked the beginning of my evolution.
It took me time to find me.
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Nice post Ameena
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this is deeply stunning and amazing!
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Great inspiration Ameena, for those who try to search themselves out in others.
I m glad you found yourself and accepted it, its the very first step towards excellence.
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Your words have so much power!
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You make me smile inky. Thank you
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No, thank you.
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finding myself is still a work in progress! i have days where i think i have myself figured out, and then i get hit with a reality check by doing something completely unexpected.
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Dude…thatās deep…great post!
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No one sees the revolution going on in your head…
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