Sometimes we stay in places we don’t fit because we are taught to believe there is no place that can embrace all that we are.
We ball ourselves up and try to fit into spaces that were never meant to be forever but only for a while.
It’s a dreamland, we’re told. A fantasy.
We convince ourselves our wild weirdness is too much; our bold voices too inappropriate.
We convince ourselves that we would never fit into anyone else’s world.
We convince ourselves we should keep bottled up the essence of who we are.
In a world where we grow on a diet of not being enough, why would we ever think that we were?
We feel the poison of it as soon as we think it.
The soul deep crushing, sinking, venomous feeling as we dance with our unworthiness.
It feels toxic because it is.
It’s not true.
It’s a bloody lie and it always has been.
You are worthy.
You are more than enough.
Your voice was meant to be heard.
Your needs were meant to be met and your dreams meant to take flight.
Stand up and be yourself.
Be too much.
Love too hard.
Howl at the Moon.
Open too deep.
Take a chance.
Do all the mystical things that make you YOU.
Because each time you do you shed a more of the disguise they taught you to cover yourself with and the more uncovered and bare you are, the more your truth can be seen by the ones who were meant to.
Just because you don’t fit doesn’t mean you failed; it means you grew past the box and now the time has come to break free.