In the Silence

There was a metamorphosis of motivation.  My dreams and hopes for my future remained but the whys and hows were worked and reworked and still are working themselves out.

Fighting the Not-Good-Enoughs

But I didn’t listen to my own words.

I walked out full of not-good-enoughs and comparisons.  I walked out wondering and weary.  I walked out with my eyes to the ground, brimming with tears as I let my feelings and insecurities deafen and blind me.