A while back a friend of mine told me that my future would not be defined by my situation. He tried to encourage me with strong words like position, identity and legacy. At the time, I wholeheartedly leaned into his wisdom –fully believing that everything he said would be true.
The current struggle to redefine myself is the most difficult thing I have ever been through.
Why does this struggle exist?
Most people I meet have zero knowledge about my current suffering, and others don’t care (thankfully). Rarely does something occur in my day to remind me of my current struggle. If I really think about it, I am the culprit. I’m the one that continues to drag up the past and set it out for display. I am the only one that analyzes and reanalyzes the data.
I have never thought of myself as a forgetful person.
Perhaps it’s time become one.