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¿Do we have the courage to show ourselves as we are?
Hello, friends! Here I am again with a reflective and testimonial piece about being ourselves and why it is important to recognise and accept our reality.
Personally, over the years I have been on a quest to find my essence, to know who I am and why I am here, and as I have gotten closer to myself, I feel that I have gotten further away from others and vice versa.
¿Why?
We live in a society of costumes and appearances, but we hide who we are, and we are afraid to take off our masks and be ourselves.
I have been reflecting on this for a long time, and I asked myself this question: Do people really love me for who I am?
Realising that people loved me, but not for who I was, but for something I wasn't really, made me feel very bad about myself, and I started looking for therapy because I didn't want to live like that anymore.
We often believe that we are honest with ourselves until something breaks us and makes us look at ourselves without anaesthesia and realise how superficial and empty our lives are.
Accepting my truth made me see many uncomfortable but also revealing truths about who I was and what I was becoming.
Going to therapy made me reflect a lot because many of us think that the problem lies with others when in fact it lies with ourselves, and this is a harsh reality check when you understand it.
Because coming to the conclusion that I was the problem but also the solution led me to a rather complex but human healing process where I understood the value of self-love and how it helps us to forgive ourselves.
It has been revealing to be myself and accept my sexual orientation not as a problem but as my truth, and in this process of acceptance many people were disappointed in me and many even stopped being my friends.
But I was no longer seeking acceptance but personal freedom, and I understood that my truth did not need to be validated by others but accepted by myself.
Regaining my dignity and ceasing to seek approval was only the beginning of this long journey. As I become more self-aware, I realise that personal freedom comes at a price. However, the satisfaction and peace that freedom brings is priceless.
¿Are you willing to pay that price?