"I" - My Identity, My Legacy #BlogChatterBlogHop

There was a time when the word "I" felt like a secondary character in her life. She believed she was incapable of achieving anything significant and saw herself as neither attractive nor intelligent. These limited beliefs led her to view herself as a girl without goals. This mindset also affected her physical health. As her limiting beliefs took control, her confidence plummeted, and she began seeking validation from others. She followed their advice, dressed according to their suggestions, and went out of her way to do things for people that no one else would do. She thought that was what love meant; self-love was completely foreign to her. Perhaps she didn’t even know what real love was.

Throughout her life, she struggled to remain focused on a goal. She aspired to be everything and be a part of everything, without any specific aim. Her purpose in life was unclear and unsettled. She started doing what everyone else was doing—following trends, seeking perfection, and being excessively self-critical. In the process, she forgot to create her own identity. She existed for others, not for herself.

Much later in her life, she realized what real love is. The concept of self-love, which had once been foreign to her, became clearer. Instead of seeking perfection, she began to seek herself. This was a time-consuming process, but she persevered. It was a tough choice; identifying one’s own self can often lead to isolation from the rest of the world. However, once we accept our strengths and weaknesses, we can truly thrive and create our own identity.

Now, this once shy girl, who aimed to please everyone for validation, is now an avid advocate of self-care. No matter how challenging it may seem, she prioritizes self-care above all else. She has realized that nothing can be accomplished alone in life. She has chosen a strong community of individuals who share her interests, and she is grateful for everyone in her life, even the person who, a few months back, "accidentally" hit her with his motorcycle and said, "Sorry, Aunty."

That shy girl has transformed into a woman who leads her life according to her own wishes. She has a loving family, a strong and supportive group of friends, and an identity she can proudly embrace. "I" am that girl, and I am the main character of my life. I am my identity, and that is my legacy.

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