What comes to your mind when you hear in captivity or held captive?
My guess is most of us think of a prisoner or felon…being held within bounds.
While I do not live a life behind bars, trapped in a cell, or under 24 hour supervision of the guards I must admit that there are still parts of my life that are in captivity.
Here I am, almost 42 years old, and I still struggle with being me.
And that’s so frustrating cuz I have said so many times that I like the Tam that I’ve become. All of my years, moments, highs and lows have helped to craft the Me I am today.
So what holds me/us back from being ourselves?
There is no one else like me. There is no one else like you. Is “Me” good enough for us these days?
I do believe that comparison is a killer. And today it is very difficult not to compare with others. Especially with social-media and people posting the best pics and over-elaborating the highs. We all do it. We want what the others seem to have all while disregarding what we already possess.
We get so inundated with the images and updates of so many others that our self-view may be getting blurred. So, I need to spend some time with me. I need to let me remind myself of who I am, Whose I am, what I have, what I am capable of, what my gifts and strengths are and what I have to offer that only I can.
Do you need to do the same?