Not all that long ago, I was plagued by questions; I was alone in a sea of uncertainty. I had no idea who I was, where I was going or even what I wanted for myself in this lifetime. Nothing is ever certain, and everything can change in a moment, but today (and all the days, if I’m honest) I’m surrounded by peace, self-love and a sense of purpose.
According to Google, purpose is “the reason for which something is done or created or for which something exists.”
I know now, my purpose isn’t to achieve society’s goals; I don’t exist to be a daughter, sister, mother, wife or friend. My success in life cannot be measured by my marriage (or lack thereof), my job, my home or any other external factor.
There is only one yardstick that can measure my success and it exists within me and me alone. The fullness of my heart, the satisfaction of my soul and the authenticity that shines in my eyes, my smile and everything I do is all that is required to know I’m living my best life.
I love my happy, hippy, homo life and I am proud of the choices I make each and every day to be my authentic self.
And quite frankly, anyone who doesn’t like it can go fuck themselves.