There’s a part of me that’s resurfaced recently that I haven’t had to face in months. It’s the part of me that is relentless in downplaying every single thing that I do – the inner voice that’s constantly whispering in my ear “you are not enough”.
This feeling is like quicksand; the faster I try to overcome it by filling my day with more actions and accomplishments, the quicker I drown. It took me a while to realize that “enough” is an attitude – not a physical or external state you can arrive at. It’s a conscious decision you have to make that requires a lot of courage. It begs the question: if life doesn’t owe us anything, why do we owe anything to life, or to the world?