I dropped out of university three times - four if you count the time I went back for two and a half years as a 26 year old studying English Teaching.
I failed, quit, didn't implement, couldn't stay the course, withdrew, resigned, ran away, escaped, fled - failed.
People still say it to me - my wife says it when her frustration bubbles over - I don't finish things - "you've always been a quitter!"
It's part of who I am - part of my chemistry - my core - my structure. I can't go back and change it.
Wounded. But running with the herd - despite my limp. And carrying that silent shame of being a failure and drop out. The understanding that I wasn't enough.
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But I am enough. You are enough.
There is a deep feeling of adequacy and completeness now.
I am enough. You are enough.
We have been forged by the fire and by still being here - just by existing - we are enough.
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