Oh man! The last thing I want to do is sound like I am burning my bra (although I think that would probably be quite a fun thing to do, that is the sadist in me) But I have to say this journey fucking rocks! I say rocks because there used to be days that my happiness was determined by those outside of me and I would need people to behave in a certain way in order for me to feel safe and secure with who I am.
I can’t tell you the terrible cost that was to my confidence and my self-esteem. Because the message that my subconscious mind got was “you’re not capable of making yourself happy and secure, need somebody else to do that for you“. I have to say, I truly believed that was true as well. I spent my whole life “plugging in” to others hoping that they could bring me the security, happiness, joy and fulfilment that I so desired. I have to admit that I spent my life searching and the more I searched, the emptier I became.
Having walked this self-help path for a fair while and becoming a renowned ‘self-help junkie’, I now have so many amazing tools in my tool kit which can turn around negative around feelings within minutes. #blessed. I’ve learnt to become a much more empowered woman (One that does not burn her bra I might add) but who can stand solidly her own two feet. I can’t begin to tell you how bloody liberating it is, not needing anybody to make me feel in a certain way. Now that it true freedom.
You can feel the same too 💗