Sometimes I feel down about myself. In the past, a lot of it was related to being sick. But as other things have happened in my life, there are other reasons why I feel down.
When you’re applying for jobs, which can be a demoralizing experience, it can really hurt your self-esteem, and the struggle has definitely hurt mine. I try really hard to stay positive, but when it seems like a lot is going wrong in your life, it’s hard.
After spending two and a half years in New York, it sort of feels like a failure that I couldn’t make it work. Even though I tried really hard. Being back in Michigan is where I know I need to be. For some people, New York is the center of the universe. It’s the only place that some people can imagine being. But it just wasn’t for me.
It’s easy to listen to the negative comments and let those be the ones that keep coming up in our minds, even when there are positive ones, too. I don’t know why it’s so easy to focus on the haters when it is often hard to listen to compliments and praise.
This includes blogging. I love getting positive comments about posts. But sometimes the comments that stick out the most are the ones that tell me that I’m not doing something right.
I’ve been struggling. I’ve had a lot of change in my life over the last few months and years. And while I am lucky enough to be surrounded by love and support, some of what resounds in my mind are the comments from those who aren’t coming from a place of love and support.
And this hurts, even when I know that the comments have no merit and are completely untrue.
And sometimes, when you rely on others to build you up, and they don’t, you’re only left with the negative.
But having gone through everything that I have, and being able to come out on the other side, I know that I am better and stronger than some people make me out to be.
And I need to surround myself with the people that love and support me, and try and squelch the negative as much as I can.
The thing that’s important to know about me is that I speak my truth and I own it, and I’m sorry if that truth is not acceptable to others. But it’s mine, and I don’t shy away from it. Sometimes the truth hurts. And sometimes, the truth can set you free.
So as I sit here grappling with my truth, I also grapple with the question of Am I Enough?
I’m beginning to realize that just because I wasn’t enough for one person, doesn’t mean I’m not enough for anyone.
And if you’re grappling with whether or not you are enough because of the struggles you are coping with, you are. You have to believe that. You cannot let the negative win over the positive.
I’m trying really hard to work on this myself.
So the answer is:
Yes, I am enough.