Be the first you…

I heard this term in a movie I watched last night with my children called ‘Fighting with my family’ (if you like wrestling… absolutely one to watch).

This got me thinking about my past experiences, and how I kept morphing into what I believed society wanted me to be. Not just society but people in my social circles. I think I should have been called ‘the chameleon’. I was never thin enough, or not pretty enough. Too quiet, yet too opinionated. The one thing that was a constant with me though, was my submissiveness. Being the door mat, is not what I wanted to teach my children.

‘Be the first you’ is a message that has been stuck in my head all day. It made me stop and think about who I am… I know I’ve grown in the past three months… but who am I?

I’m a daughter

I’m a mother

I’m a partner

I’m a friend

I’m a student

I’m a blogger (apparently)

I’m talented

I’m beautiful

I’m smart

I’m funny

I’m loyal

I’m empathetic

I’m adventurous

I’m experienced

I’m passionate

I’m feisty

I’m an overthinker

I’m INDESTRUCTABLE!!!

I’m HAPPY!!!

So although I’m still discovering who I am, so far I think I’m a pretty cool chick!!

The advise my soul sister (remember her?) gave me in regards to this was

‘And be the last. Nobody will be like you. There will never be another!!!’