My counselor asked me today if I was finding myself.
{silence}
Maybe a little.
When I think about who I am, I think about what I do, what I like, how I react in certain situations. And I think about Whose I am. But it’s a challenge for me to define who I am.
I have little sense of self because for so long, like a chameleon, I’ve changed to blend in with my surroundings. I’m finding it difficult to sit amidst a situation and just be…and be okay.
But I’m also finding that I’m stronger than I thought. I’m a survivor. And for today, that’s enough.
That IS enough~ and moving slowly into oneself is a good thing. As a mom it is often a challenge to know 'who' you are, when you are busy and giving all the time to others.
It will get easier to find your own voice as the children get older. You are doing good.
Good for you, Rebekah!
There's so much freedom in just BEING.