I am Learning how to be Myself.

I am Learning how to be Myself.

I hear my heart beating.

The armor comes down—it falls away like strips of old, yellow wallpaper, dissolving readily in the turquoise seas of my tears.

I am learning how to be myself.

I am learning to be honest, to be real, to be genuine—instead of covering it all with a smile and going along with the songs of what I think other people want me to be.

I learning to set boundaries and say no.

I am learning to follow my needs, to hear my wants, and name my desires. 

I am learning how to be myself.

It’s scary. There are moments where I’d prefer to just run away—but I can’t. Not anymore. 

Because lately, my heart is edging her way closer to the surface of my skin. Lately, everything peels away. Some things stay and enlarge. Some things grow. Some things go. I let it happen. Because I cannot stop it. Because it is the way…

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