Too…. too.

6 September 2011 · 1 comment

I’ve recently come to the conclusion that I’m destined to be more than the other people I know- more quiet. more home centered, more radical.

This space has been quiet while I’ve pondered this.  I often feel like I have nothing more to contribute.  Or what I do contribute, while *me*, is too…. too. I’m afraid to step on toes.  I’m afraid to seem to be too much.

I yearn to feel free to be just who I am.

I’m so happy that this is the journey I’m taking- so I can clear a path for my kids who have never felt the need to be someone they aren’t.  And hopefully never will.

Tagged as: Being Me, Just Me

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  • YouKnowWhatMama

     (I don’t know why this is center alignment?  Sorry for the annoyance….)In such a few short words, you’ve summarized how I feel.  I’m afraid I’m “too”.  Sigh.  But I’ve just started figuring out that is indeed who I am and the “fit in with everyone oil blob, take a million different shapes without ever being hemmed in by one shape”, personality is not Me and, upon consideration, although maybe “easier”, is by far less fulfilling for me.  I am, in fact, “too” and that’s the way it is.  And those who love me know it and love me because of it, not in spite of it.  I just this week for the christianunschooling meme wrote this about my thoughts on fitting in and wanting to fit in:I am learning that
    I can pick and choose
    and
    I don’t need to always be picked and chosen.I am who I am.  I am a valuable person and some people don’t like me and what I value and that’s okay; I figured out that I no longer want to be picked and chosen by people who don’t value what I do and that I can also choose to not pick them either.Cheers to being Too  

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