I used to be someone I wasn’t. I wasn’t myself because I tried to be what people wanted or expected of me.
I’m not perfect by any stretch. I still struggle to stay true to what I stand for. But it’s easy to give in.
At times, I feel very much like I’m a doormat. Because I let people step on me figuratively. I don’t put my foot down.
I can be firm, say no. I tend to know what I want to do, what I don’t want to do. But I’ve never been the best at vocalizing my desires or opinions, especially if they’re unpopular, which they often are.
When I first sat down to write this post, I figured I’d write about my journey as a blogger. How at one point in time I was not blogging for myself. And because of that, I didn’t feel happy. Or content with my creations.
But recently I realized I’m not always myself around people in general. Maybe that means I need new company. Or maybe I have to rethink who I am as well as who I want to be.
For better or worse, people change. Differently. Some people change faster while others take a bit longer.
Now more than ever before I’ve come to accept and embrace my flaws, quirks, etc. But I can love myself yet still want to improve, get better. That’s life for you.
Humans are not easily content. At least, I’m not. If I was completely happy, I wouldn’t have to do anything ever again. I wouldn’t learn every day. Or read, write, blog.
As I grow older, I hope to mature and become the person I aspire to be. Not always easy, but I’m doing my best. That’s all I ask of myself.
Stay true to yourself. Don’t live your life for someone else.