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Talking to the Woman in the Mirror
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It is not that I am slowly losing my mind to a degenerative mental disease, it is just that in that brief moment, I saw a grown up with real life responsibilities, not as the carefree girl I often think of myself. As a woman in my late 20's, I struggle to find footing in this adult world. I take care of myself every day; I work, I earn a good living, I clothe, feed and shelter myself. True independence. I am an adult. Yet.... I still find myself running to my mom when things get a bit tough. Sometimes, I just want to throw my hands up in the air and say "I give in!!" and curl up on the couch with a hot chocolate and cookies. I second guess decisions and rely on my parents to help me make the right ones. I don't have a family that I am raising, let alone a husband to depend on/drive crazy with my questions and second guessing. |
It only makes sense to me that I would turn to them. At the time, I don't see anything wrong with it. But when I reflect, I think that perhaps I am not recognizing myself as the independent grown up that I am, capable of making decisions and taking care of myself. It's rather startling when I see that woman in the mirror.How do I get from carefree girl to notable woman? Well, after asking my mom -- ha, just kidding, this I have come up on my own. I can believe in myself. I can believe in who I am, what I am capable of, and all that I have already achieved. I can tell myself everyday, that I am strong, that I am powerful, that I am proud of who I am. I am a woman who my family and friends are proud of, too. You might think it silly, but I've got a new routine. Everyday when I look in the mirror - regardless if I recognize who I see - I say these things to myself. Out loud. My roommate might hear me, the cat might think I'm crazy, but it's what I do. Slowly, I am becoming more confident, I accept myself in the here and now. Slowly, I am becoming an adult
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