The onion

I am not perfect. Though no matter where I turn I am told that is what I must strive for. How do I discover me when then there is no room for failure? Hell, even our laundry detergent is held to a higher standard when every month it is new and improved. For god’s sakes it’s soap!

For so long I strived towards the illusion, the mirage. But over time, I got tired and could not keep up the pretense of always trying.

So, I found another story to tell myself that rang home.

I am an onion. I will spend my life peeling back the layers discovering in each one a different part of myself. Peeling off the hurts and showing off the multi-dimensions and complex creature I am.

With this new story, I have room to grow.

Change your story, change your life.