“The past is like using your rearview mirror in the car, it’s good to glance at to see how far you’ve come, but if you stare too long you’ll miss what’s in front of you.”
The first time I shared my story it was liberating. The next time I shared it I felt like I had been hit by a bus. I wanted to rewind the last few hours and keep that little girl hidden. The adult I’ve become is constantly at war with the little girl I keep inside. I feel the need to protect her, and in order to do that, I need to be guarded. I need to build walls, to make sure no one can get in..to make sure no one can hurt us.. can hurt me.
Recently, I’ve learned that it’s okay to let that little girl out. To love her means taking down the walls. The same walls I built for protection are now keeping me from seeing my full potential. Those walls are keeping me from love. From loving myself and letting others love me. Continue reading