I wanted to talk about this because I’ve been struggling with this lately. As I speak with other people in my day-day life I often wonder if people find me mature. I’m 28 years old and you’d think I have my s*it together. But I don’t. I have years of trauma to unpack. I’m still trying to learn that I’m worth it. I don’t hate myself, don’t assume that. But I don’t love myself as much as I should yet. I’m getting there. I’m giving myself time and patience. In church today I heard a quote that said love is patient and kind. All of which is true. But I think I need to learn to be kind to myself.
However in my day-day life I wonder if people find me mature and take me seriously. I’m wondering that.