There are expectations that we have to give up pieces of ourselves in order to be who we are told we need to be.
I was that woman. Giving up so much of who I was so that I could have the life that society praised and made to look like we just had to have.
I talk to so many women who feel the same way. They wake up one day and they don’t recognize themselves. Time and years go by, and they feel lost and fall into this funk that they cannot explain.
“How did I get here?” they ask
“I don’t really know what I want or who I am anymore!” they exclaim with sorrow.