It has taken me over six decades to come to term with what it means on being myself. Yes. I’m talking about as being comfortable in my own skin.
Not that I was a fake before. Mind you. Only that I kowtowed and subordinating myself to others in circumstances. Anyone who works for someone else can appreciate the scenario of boss’ priority, demand, or preference comes before self’s.
Even prior to working, I was always in search of myself. The question of what I want to be when I grow up was my constant pursuit. Looking for others’ approval, acceptance, guidance were par for the course in finding that answer. Schools was a malleable period for me to explore inside and outside of the classroom.
Don’t get me wrong, I still like to learn and try new things. The difference is now I do them best with self-direction.
Are you comfortable with yourself?
Running with Buddha 