Summer of 2024, I've found myself back in the suburbs. A place that forces me to slow down and take a hard look at my life without the shiny distractions of city lights. It feels like a lot changed but also a lot has stayed the same. I know I'm not the same person I was when I lived here a decade ago but the feelings of stagnancy can't help but creep up and the guilt starts to weigh on me.
Has the journey across the country and abroad not defeated the inner demons of self-doubt? Exactly a decade ago I was deep in the job hunt and drowning under waves of inadequacy...here I am again. In childhood, the future always seemed bright and hopeful, where along the way and why did we start to lose sight of that?
My niece taped up a classroom assignment in her bedroom with a prompt that asks: "What makes me special?" She penciled in a response: "I like myself because I am me."
This time around, may this be a season of healing and unlearning from self-hatred and criticism, back to self-love.
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