30 Days and change: Day 30

Day Thirty: What is your most prized possession? 

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Bitch, it’s ME! I am my most prized position. For a long time, I have tried to display a confident outer shell, but in reality, most of the time, I was worried about how I showed up in a room, who took me seriously (and who didn’t when I wanted them to) and if I felt like I belonged in the spaces I entered. Over the last few years, I have been trying to find ways to love myself and see me (all of me) as a prized possession. As someone who entered a relationship in my very early 20s, I spent a lot of my time molding myself into something compatible with a long-term relationship. After that relationship was established, grounded, and became more formalized, I lost the god-like spark that fueled my love of self and self-confidence. I made a vow once I realized it was lost, that I’d aim to rebuild it with intention.

Wrapping up these thirty days has been hard and requires a lot of grace, patience, and dedication that I didn’t think I had throughout this entire process. But the beauty of this challenge has been to help me love all the parts of me, the inconsistencies, the part of me that always comes through, and the parts of me that struggle from time to time with time management, prioritization, and more. I am glad I did it, and I am glad that this was the last prompt. It felt like it was almost divinely planned to have this be the last prompt, along with the things that have transpired up to this point. Thank you to those who’ve read here and there and those who’ve read each day of the series. We’ve reached the end, and it’s been fun, but this is it. :) Thanks for supporting me in more ways than you know.