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Against Myself
<p>Feelings of inadequacy are terrifying, the unspoken whisper of “I’m not good enough.” I wonder if humans alone carry this weight. How can someone be so opposed to their own self, right here, right now?</p><p>Is this wound inward, inflicted by others, or the echo of our own self-judgment? Self, other, or both?</p><p>Many of us carry childhood wounds that never fully healed. Gaping vulnerabilities lie hidden, unnoticed, until they are picked at by hands that should never have touched our souls. Yet, over and over, we let them in. We allow our weaknesses to be examined, prodded, distorted, until we forget the shape of our own essence. We bend, contort, fold inward, and collapse, hating what we are. And this happens in real time, in the quiet corners of our minds.</p><p>A glance, a comment, a dismissal, these small echoes burrow deeper than they should, exposing raw places that fester because we trusted the wrong hands. And yet, we continue to extend trust, hoping for repair, only to be reminded of our fragility.</p><p>Some people are selective about who they allow into their energy, whom they give and receive it from. I used to think they were stuck-up. I was wrong. They are wise. Some of us learn these lessons later than others.</p><p>Perhaps that’s the path: to know oneself deeply, to find one’s own contours, to root oneself in truth before the world reshapes it. To recognize our worth before granting permission for others to distort it. To fold inward, not from fear, but from strength.</p><p>Know thyself. Find thyself. Be rooted in your truth or let the world write it for you.</p>
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