Do you see the young girl of many moons ago with hopes, dreams, and aspirations?
Do you see a tired worn out version of that girl?
Do you see the light in your eyes shining for the world to see that you are on FIRE?
I was not born with a silver spoon in my mouth. The women folk in my family were not career women. They didn’t put a lot of value in education. The primary focus was to grow up, get married and have children. Oh yes, and be kept. Yes, if you got a man with a good job, you were golden.
Even to this day, with all my successes and my very independent spirit, my mother is not able to grasp the wondrous capacity and freedom of taking risks in pursuing great experiences.
As far as I can remember, I wanted to be seen and heard as “me”. I wanted the truth that was born in me to be expressed. I wanted to demonstrate my individuality. From early on I wasn’t going to be like my mom and depend on a man for my security, safety, and life. I was going to be different.
Until, I met Prince Harming. Yes, I meant, Harming. He promised to take care of me and my boys. I wouldn’t have to work twelve hour days anymore. I wouldn’t have to do it alone. I could breathe.
I must back pedal just a bit. You see I had developed this drinking pattern to turn off the machine in my head in the evenings. Not every evening, but at least three out of the week. I put on some weight, my confidence plummeted, I was losing my edge and I knew it. Prince Harming came at the right time to scoop me up and hold me hostage for over two years. It was a brutal time. I time full of lessons.
I asked who do you see when you look in the mirror. Because I hadn’t realized until a few months into my sobriety and the removal of Prince Harming, that it had been years since I saw…ME. That girl with the fire in her belly and the ability to dream the impossible dream.
Look. Look in the mirror. Who do you see?
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– Teresa Rodden, Certified Life Coach
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