2018 is still a few months away, but I’ve found myself reflecting a lot more than usual. 2017 has been one tough, terrific, traumatic, tremendous, and wildly turbulent year. And, while it would be easy to lay out this year’s events and name them as the cause for how this year has turned out, it wouldn’t be an accurate assessment. Because the true cause of all of these year’s very high ups, very low downs, and all the curves in between has been me. All me. And, when it comes to the lows, that’s one incredibly difficult pill to swallow.
I looked back on some of this year’s photos and found a lot of shadows. I didn’t even realize how many I’d taken or why. But, after facing some hard facts the last couple of days, I think it’s because deep down I knew I was becoming a shadow of myself. I’ve hurt people and made them worry more than they should about me – people that I love. I’ve hurt myself – someone I don’t love.
I realize this is a stereotypical, beyond dramatic Instagram post. Yet, my thought is that if I put it out there for the universe, for me and others to acknowledge, maybe the shadow will start to fade and the real person will once again appear. I look forward to that day, a day when I might finally find peace. “He who lives in harmony with himself lives in harmony with the world.” - Marcus Aurelius
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