Going into my last year of college, I had the resume, "prestigious" job offer, the friends, the looks — I was as "successful" as you could be at 22. I thought I had life figured out.
Then an on-off crush situation ended (again) and I completely fell apart. I had everything people are supposed to want in a partner, and she still didn't want to be with me — nothing made sense.
I wrote in my journal "Why? Am I not enough?" on November 30th, 2020.
That question cracked me open. For the first time, I stopped looking outward for answers and turned inward instead. I began discovering what lay beneath all the conditioned stories — who I actually am, not who I should be.
I began living my life, not someone else's. Now I walk alongside others doing the same.
