be enough

I’m always too quiet, too talkative
too clingy, too distant
too flirty, too standoffish
too fat, too skinny
too excitable, too boring
too much, too little

Why can’t I ever be enough for myself, for someone else? I try my hardest to be happy with what I am. I succeed, at least on the surface. But deep down, nothing ever works

...with such a vague subject, it’s hard to decide what to talk about. i just want to be happy.

WARNING: This is not a pretty entry. In fact, I am somewhat embarrassed by it. But it is all that sitting down this morning has produced. Call it release. If you don’t abide self-pity, then please, stop reading and go somewhere else.

Today is one of those days when I lay my head on the desk and wonder what the hell I am doing. My life is not balanced or efficient. My words are not elegant, or apropos. My mindset is not one of adventure or conquest, but also not one of contentment. I am failing in some small ways in every area of my life right now. The horizon in my head, at times so brilliant even in its distance, is blunted and gray, enrobed in a fog that no heat can burn off, no sun can permeate. I am jealous, and frustrated at my inabilities, my shortcomings. And angry. I am more likely to sit and fill myself, with pity or with food, than create or release. My legs ache. My heart aches. Although I know that it is temporary, today I am, most definitely, not enough.

I want to be enough for me. I believe in change and growth and blah blah blah, but it shouldn’t be a forced change. It should be a change that comes from acceptance and curiosity, from courage, not from fear.

to reflect the next step in this process. I’m doing well at reaching deep within myself, my potential. But now I need to take the masterpiece I have created, am constantly creating, and see it, me, on my own terms, not in the mirror of or in relation to another or others. I must internalize that I am enough, unadulterated, outside of context, and of my own accord. I need to be enough for me.

It’s been a good month for this goal. I really tuned in this month in terms of my self-perception, my capabilities, and my recognition of the sensualities that surround me. I’ve unleashed a bit, and I have to say, I like my new and improved, more sensual self. I have created opportunities of late to utilize my assets, and I’ve been empowered, let’s say, to further explore the limits of my sexitude (to coin… ;D). It’s a delicious feeling, one I can build on. I could get used to this. I will, in fact.

I’ve given up always trying to be enough for other people and for my parents and family. I am enough for myself and that is all that counts. Just remember that being yourself should always be enough for other people, especially your family.

We are human- made to never be satisfied.
not smart enough/not pretty enough/not funny enough/not nice enough, etc.
Nothing is sufficient because if everything was, it is assumed we will get bored of life itself. But, if we’ve never experienced sufficiency, how do we know if it leads to contentment or not?

I just hope one day that the people of the world, including me, can look in the mirror and see exactly who they wish to see.

<3

I guess this goal is silly. I dont think ill ever be enough. no matter what choice or decision i make, i always disapoint someone one way or another.

I want to be enough for someone. I wasn’t enough to keep my mom sober. Everything I do isn’t enough for my dad. I just want being me to be enough for someone. I want someone to think that I am enough to make them happy.