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Unbecome Everything That Isn’t You

Be you

“Maybe the journey isn’t so much about becoming anything. Maybe it’s about un-becoming everything that isn’t really you, so you can be who you were meant to be in the first place.”

The world is a very pretentious place. We are everything, but ourselves. From Instagram filters to fake nails, from wearing uncomfortable high heels to keeping up with the cigarette smoke, from hiding behind mushy comfort zones to locking up our emotions. We’ve built these walls, covering up our flaws, trying to play safe, and over time suffocating ourselves as those walls push us to the edges.  But why have we built these walls? What is blocking you from seeing your true reflection? Why do you do things you know you don’t like? Do you want to impress someone? Are you embarrassed that no one likes the real you? Do you want to fit in? How would you define yourself in your own terms? Who are you really?

When you look at a sunset, you don’t find yourself suggesting corrections. You can’t control a sunset. Each morning it’s different. You just sit there, with an overwhelming feeling of reverence. People are the same as sunsets; everyone is different, yet beautiful in their own way.

Have you looked at your face in the morning, right after you’ve woken up? It has bizarre glow. That tells you what you actually are. The scars, freckles, moles, tattoos, birthmarks, are all exposed. These are evidence, reminding you that you have lived, you’ve grown and maybe you’ve fallen down a few times, but you haven’t given up, because you are still there looking into the mirror, before you are ashamed of all that truth and you decide to cover it all up with makeup. If you are ashamed to face yourself every day, you are not living it right.

Cultivate yourself. Just be yourself. You are not what you pretend; you are much more than that. You are different, you have your own cracks, and that how your inner lights comes out, blinding the whole world with your glow. You are talented, you are powerful, you are beautiful. You are enough.

Strip away all the filters that is hiding the raw you. Come out of your skin, and don’t let anyone try to put you back in. Dance, even when the world is stepping on your feet. Like a dandelion, lose your mind into the wind, and scatter into a thousand seeds. Break free of the chains that keep to inside the four walls. Your grief would become a window, when you would be able to see what you couldn’t before, through a glass of your most battered dream.