I have yet to come across a human who isn’t both strong and soft. The truth of the matter is that we all exhibit strength and weakness in wildly varied ways.
What do I fear? Being rejected for who I am.
I’m too strong. Too insecure. Too independent. Too opinionated. Too wild. Too nice. Too quiet. Too passionate. Too sexual. Too religious. Too smart. Too busy. Too weird. Too deep. Too solemn. I write too fast. Do too much. Love too much. Feel too much. I’m too artsy. Too sciencey. Too obsessed with homeschooling and being a wife/mom. I’m also too obsessed with having a career outside of that. I’m too fit and too fat, and too confident when I’m both. I’m too curvy and too smiley and too sarcastic and too much of a realist.
I grew up at the loser table, ya’ll. And that was when I wasn’t…
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