I’ve talked here before about the ways I hide when I live in fear of not being enough, of not doing enough, or of not whatever else enough. Sometimes I hide for the opposite reason, too – that of being too much. Too emotional. Too sensitive. Too dramatic. Too critical. Too much.
There is a finding that happens between friends, but only if we allow it. Sometimes I convince myself that I don’t want to be found. But really, don’t we always want to be found, to be seen and loved anyway? I’ve written about this today at (in)courage. Please, follow me there?
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