These days, good mental health means allowing my worth to act as the gatekeeper to staunchly and devotedly oversee what thoughts and whose opinions I allow myself to internalize. It is the identity, the firm voice that drowns out all the others and says, “If it negates my worth, it has no place inside.”
Archives for October 2021
Today I Asked Myself Who I Am
My thirties have brought about a new sense of calm—an acknowledgment and understanding that rebuilding after trauma takes time and patience. How anxious was I in my twenties to answer every single question life threw at me, and how irrelevant having to label everything seems from the proximity of my thirties? To ask “who I am” is like asking me to describe a moment in time. I am a fleeting compilation of ever-changing factors—a living, breathing, evolving composition of my experiences and what I have learned. My identity is the confluence of all these things and regenerates from day to day.