Once upon a time there lived a girl who believed she was much less than she actually was.

She spent years believing this story of not deserving and not accomplishing.  She believed the people who both subtly and not-so-subtley reinforced the narrative.

And yet somehow, some way, she clawed her way out of the darkness and doubt and misery, and discovered that in fact, her life had more character and value than she’d ever thought possible.

This is everyone’s story.  It is mine.  It is yours.

We all believe we are less than we truly are; we deserve less, we are worth less.  There are voices in our lives who confirm those things.

The voices are wrong.

I’m forty-one years old and I’m just now learning I don’t have to listen to those voices.  I can straighten my back and lift my chin and walk away.

Life is about learning and growing.  It isn’t always easy.  But it’s usually worth it.

Xoxo, g