I’ve always been a little afraid to be satisfied with my life and myself overall. To me that feeling was earned by being all the things you could possibly be, as well as the title of ‘satisfaction’ being bestowed on you instead of claiming it. In turn I grew complacent and I’ll explain why it’s not a good place to be.
I always feel like I’m waiting for this magic moment when all the stars align. I want ‘perfect’ balance in my life and thrive – this is what I tell myself and it’s a problem because I feel that ‘fact’ will make me happy. I will automatically love myself. Everything that I am, flaws included. That is such a jaded way to think, a little immature.