It’s been about a decade.
The past 10 years, in some ways, feel like an eternity. In many ways, I feel older than 26.
Realizing I was attracted to men at a young age. Fighting against my sexuality. Hearing messages from culture and religion that something was wrong with me. Working through that mess. Having highs and lows. Successes and failures.
I’ve got to do so many things over the past 10 years: work on a presidential campaign, attend and graduate from college, start my own business, and work in the nation’s capital.
I’ve had the blessing of a supportive, loving family and loyal friends that were there for me.
But throughout it all, the nagging voice has been there: the you’re not good enough whisper. The self-hatred, the lack of compassion for myself. The constant anxiety, fear of failure, and addiction to perfection. That frantic scramble to do better, do more, do it all now.
I don’t know exactly what it was. The meditation I did this past weekend. The book I started reading. God. Or simply the end and beginning of an era.
It’s difficult to put it into words, but a new day has begun.
For the first time in a long time, I feel like myself. I feel that I’m having compassion toward myself. I feel at peace. It’s such a foreign feeling to be genuinely at peace. Nothing surpasses the feeling of looking in the mirror and saying, “I really like you. You’re doing great.” And actually believing it!
It’s been a decade of working things out. Today, I am more confident than ever of what I want to do.
I want to spend the next ten, twenty, thirty plus years helping other people find freedom from self-hatred, anxiety, chronic worry, letting perfectionism rule their lives. I want to be there for people who are their biggest critic. Who can’t seem to shake those feelings of worthlessness.
Everyone deserves to find that inner love and that inner peace. I know the deep pain that it causes. I’ve felt it for far too long.
I don’t know what the path will look like, but I know my direction. I know people are hurting and deeply wounded. I want to be that voice of comfort, of encouragement, of direction. A new day is underway. I couldn’t be more hopeful.



