Reading through this morning’s soliloquies, a common theme seems to be emerging. So I’m going to share my two cents on the matter! We all are self-analysing who we are, why we are who we are, who others think we are, and why we do the things we do; ultimately, who we should be. The simple answer is: we’re human.
I’m me, and I’m finally acknowledging that I am. There is no right or wrong, no driving force behind my actions or wants or idiosyncrasies. I’m just me. Yes, my life is and will always be influenced by others - that’s normal. Yes, there is that innate human urge inside me to “please”, to achieve, to always be better. But I’m me.
Yes, I have my list of desires, mentally, physically, emotionally, sexually. Yes, I know I’ll never be “happy” alone. But I’m content in the knowledge that I know that now. I make no excuses for the life I’ve led, I have no regrets for my actions/inactions this far, I haven’t done anything wrong. I regularly ignore that incessant voice in my head, that feeling deep inside me telling me to run or freeze or ask more. But that’s not wrong; that’s human.
I’m me, I’m human, I’m at peace.