"I’ve never been a picture of perfection
but I am a perfect picture of progression."
I used to tell myself I wasn’t enough.
That no matter what I did, I would never measure up.
It didn’t matter what I accomplished - my life was viewed through the preconceived notion that I was inadequate.
I could rely on myself to be my biggest critic and most faithful attacker.
All the while, I had a small still voice whispering that there was more, that I was indeed more … - but seemed so out of reach for me.
I kept wondering how.
How do I close the gap between what I see with my eyes open, versus what I see with my eyes closed?
I thought I would just have to make do.
Yet, there was more.