I think I'll end things here.
For quite some time now, writing became a daily habit and not a need. In 2012, when I first dipped my toe into the public sphere, it was essential that I wrote about a dilemma I didn't know how to adequately grapple with.
Today, at 62, I understand myself and the world much better than I ever have but even then no life is perfect. The world I was born into in 1962 was a very different place and yet the core motivations of people have stayed exactly the same because those fundamental human yearnings never change.
To become your authentic self you need to stop being constantly afraid and carefully examine what holds you back and why. You need to question ideas about yourself that you accepted as gospel truth and allow for a forging of new paths which eschew complacency.
Saying "this is just the way my life is" is not going to help us grow nor is sticking with the herd because we are afraid of being singled out. We don't mature fully while cowering in fear.
Taking your own path is certainly not the easiest road but it is ultimately always the most fulfilling.
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