The only person I can take accountability for is myself. The only person who truly knows me is me. Many people try to figure me out, call me “intriguing” and start labeling me. It is confusing and hard to concentrate on who I actually am and who I want to be in this world.
Something I am tired of is others labeling me and thinking they understand where I am coming from. Even worse, they take what I say or my actions and twist it into something that fits their reality. My reality doesn’t ever fit the norm and I am tired of living among those that don’t hear or understand me.
Beautiful, workhorse, skilled, unprofessional, smart, humble, empathetic, unpolished, difficult, heart-breaker, scary, misfit, weird, dirty, outgoing, quiet, white, bi-racial, tom-boy, not normal, leader.
These are just a few words people have used to label me in the past few years and I hate them all because they are labels. As I don’t see myself as any of them. I don’t see myself as much as anything.
I barely trust my mind or my heart to label or define myself. So what gives others the right to define or label me. How do they expect me to trust them when I barely trust myself? My heart and my mind have led me into bad situations. Now I know to listen to my gut and intuition. Lately, I have noticed that my voice, barely leads me in the wrong direction.
My goal is to become better in tune with my gut and reconnect with those inner senses I have ignored and buried. As society teaches that it is not the norm. Well, screw the norm. My intuition and gut are my saving grace and have saved me too many times to count.
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