There comes a time when you realize avoiding your inner demons and hiding in the shades are the weakest battles. It becomes a worrisome going through the never-ending loop of protecting yourself against world shaped by your fears.
“Stop trying to fit in when you were born to stand out.”
you start to have new expectations of everything, yourself included.
you want straight lines, sharp directions leading you to obvious results proving somehow that you still got it in you. That mythical gut to step up and show them who you truly are and what you're made of ..
For the first time I started seeing beauty in freedom of mind instead of seeking approval of others and today wondering whether we're supposed to follow or get followed by I saw how unconsciously I separated the new people I met by those two categories.