Untangling confusion
Growing up, stuffing my feelings was my way of coping. Gradually, I disconnected from myself.
By the time I reached adulthood, I blamed people close to me for failing to care for me. In reality, I failed to care for myself. In my confusion, I neglected myself, the little girl within me who wanted to be seen and heard.
Reconnecting with myself has been my mission.
Now, I acknowledge how I feel and use my self-development tools. When I feel confused, I reach out to a trusted friend or mentor—who has had similar challenges—and reason the issue out.
If the issue is none of my business I will say: “not my circus, not my monkey,” and smile.