Curating your own existence

I often speak on social media and on here about my journey of self-discovery and the importance of taking time out in finding out who you are and curating your own existence.

The best thing I ever did for myself was to take a year out of dating and the typical PR social scene I was part of for so long, and investing time in myself and to listen to what I wanted.

The past year was a fascinating time exploring who I am without the company of dating, or wanting to be in a relationship.
I could make personal choices free from the stress of another person’s life entangled with mine.

See, self-discovery isn’t this comfortable, miraculous thing. It can get ugly, and it can get confusing. It’s gritty, and it’s hard. It’s difficult to confront yourself sometimes, and it’s difficult to be the person who does things differently, who don’t just want to settle.
But it’s the greatest gift you will ever give yourself.
It will push you towards figuring out what your version of happiness looks like; and when you grow on your terms when you know what matters to you, and when you carve out your path, you live on your terms.
You see, even when you want to, we all know you cannot control your life. No matter how much pre-planning you do, no matter how organized you are, no matter what you try to prepare for, or think about, or fix – you’ll always end up with a shift, a turn, a twist, an unexpected moment that causes you to suddenly free fall.
But the beauty about freefall is at that moment; you find your wings.
Because when you are aware of yourself and know what you want, you can see that there’s beauty in letting life happen.
There’s beauty in being vulnerable with people, and opening your heart.
There’s beauty in letting a Higher power write your story.
There’s beauty in letting fate decide your course.
There’s beauty in letting go and watching what happens, completely and wonderfully out of your control because understanding myself gave me a sense of purpose in the world.

The best gift I ever gave myself was the courage to reach out and believe that I could curate my existence, that I could write my own story; and everything changed the moment I did.


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