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#MyLifeAsAHuman #MyThoughtsMyWords - Self Proclamation Confessional

I am a conundrum sometimes.
I get anxious mainly about things that I have no control over... And especially those things that I really want but innately I feel that I don't deserve.

The thing is, I know I'm talented, unique, funny and kind hearted. But I am often so scared of owning it, because I think it's self centred and will eventually blow up in my face.

I'm afraid of what the people closest to me will think. And I'm terrified it will affect them negatively... Causing a rift. Causing distance.
I'm afraid that I will lose them...
But I think that as a result of these fears I have lost myself in the process.
And how can you place others before yourself and expect to be happy? True happiness comes from within... And if they truly love you.... For you. Then they will accept you.

They will be happy to see you shine.... And if they don't... Then perhaps it's time to let go...

So today, I will start owning my light. Forget about the opinions. Forget about the disapproval.
Instead I will allow my light to shine... One ray at a time.... I will come full circle... Because it is what I'm meant for.

-Y. Salmon

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