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I AM SO MUCH MORE...

Do you know what it feels like going through life and not knowing that you are so much more than you know? Well, I just realized it. A few minutes ago, a song triggered all my emotions, because it made me realize that I have been hiding in a shell all my life. It brought to my attention that I am running out of time, that I am perfect, and that I am very insecure. It is crazy that I have been crying for hours because I just realized I have been short-changing myself in everything, be it my school work, grades, relationships, or even within my family. The craziest part is that I did it to myself. 
It is even more unbelievable because, despite the thousand cheerleaders that surround me, I was lacking the greatest cheerleader a person could ever need, and that's myself. I have never really been my cheerleader, and it just dawned on me. The level of damage I have done is a lot, and I have to clean my mess before it is too late. This is too much to believe, but I am thankful that I have at least realized it.
So, I say a big thank you to Johnny Drille for the unwanted but welcome trigger. Thank you for letting me know that I am so much more. Thank you for letting me know that despite my self-love, it is not enough. Thank you for the discovery that my life is in a shell I erected. Thank you for informing me that I can't know my very best if I don't come out of the darkness I put myself in. Thank you for letting me know that I have to put myself first and that I need to step out into the light. Many thanks for letting me know I AM SO MUCH MORE, I NEED TO SEE THE SUN, AND THAT I AM THE VERY BEST.
To those who need this boost, I don't know if the song will trigger you as it did me, but the song is MY KIND OF BROWN by Johnny Drille.

So, please never forget, that you are perfect, you are so much more, and insecurities only create unnecessary setbacks for you. Love yourself truly, spread your wings, stop hiding, and fly because you are so much more.




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