Tuesday, September 29, 2015

I just want fear, anxiety, frustration and doubt to just go away. Get compressed in a boxed and carted into an inferno never to be experienced again. Even after you've won they still seem to creep into your existence. Just leave already. You're not welcomed here.

Just a thought

I didn't walk the dog today because I don't have one. I didn't kiss my mate good bye as they left for work because I don't have one. I didn't go and work at my perfect job, earning my six figures because I don't have one. Does that mean I'm not successful?
How do you define success?
Is it having perfect as a blood relative? I only ask because at times I find myself battling the voices in my head that try to convince me that I'm not good enough. I'm not pretty enough. I'm not strong enough. I'm not him. I'm not her. When all I ever wanted to be was Me, and for that to be okay. Am I alone? Am I the only one that sometimes feel my good enough is not enough? How do you define success?