I’m an imposter. 

It has taken me decades to admit that. But this admission and the work to embrace it have set me free. As with anything lurking in the shadows of our identity, embracing it is how I’m becoming whole.

“What am I supposed to do with my life.” I remember this question surrounding everyone. The pressure was immense. It felt like the answer to that one question would define my existence.

I see you. Driving the kids to school every day. Thinking about the thousands of tasks and chores you need to attend to. Getting it all done. Creating a safety net, a vast container for those around you. Letting your needs and desires fade into the background. Letting your mind direct your day instead of your heart…