I keep my goals to myself, preventing the assumed disappointment from others if I don’t achieve said dreams.
It has the ability to become a narrator of life; the capability of allowing it to be truly lived instead of just survived.
I put the pressure of perfection into each to-do and end up feeling hopeless when the reality of imperfection comes through.
But, now I had a person and a voice connected to those letters that had been written to me so many times before, and now I had a picture of all of us. Together.
It’s a year to focus on being confident in who you are, embracing your unique and one-of-a-kind self.
We need to talk about it: share your story, your questions, and your thoughts. Raise awareness. Spread knowledge. And maybe, just maybe, one day we can see a change.