I’ve gotten used to the voice in my head, the mean girl who tells me I’m not good enough. Not thin enough. Not smart enough. Not financially stable enough. Not pretty enough. Not feminine enough. Not enough. There has been a perpetual bar in… Continue Reading “Introducing My Inner Voice”
Who. Are. You?
I punctuate this with intentionality, hoping you’ll hear each stressed syllable and note each pause between words as if I was speaking aloud to you, with the wish that you understand the sincerity and seriousness behind my query.
What would you say to define yourself?