TFFT: Perhaps One Day.

a woman

One of the benefits of growing older is the lessening of the intensity that compels us to “fit in” or to be like everyone else.  Some of us women take a long time to be able to sit comfortably with ourselves.  Some of us never get there.

I don’t know how to be anyone but me.  Being someone else has never been an option.  I think it may have something to do with the life force that kept me alive during the abuse of my childhood, it had to be large and overwhelming so now I struggle to do things  – especially those things that everyone else is doing exactly the same.  It seems to be my private declaration that I am me. Continue reading