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If you asked me to sum up this last year using just one word, it would be – without a doubt – crazy. I honestly don’t even know where to begin. From entering eating disorder treatment to buying, selling, moving, and renovating a home in the weeks leading up to Christmas – 2019 was just crazy. Although, I am very thankful that the last year taught me a a few valuable things. It taught me that I am much stronger than I thought and I am capable of doing difficult things. My therapist would be so proud that I actually said that out loud!
My word for last year was resist. And the thing I was able to resist the most, was the urge to give up. That’s something I am really proud of because I can’t even tell you how many times I wanted to just give up. I didn’t give up. However, I would be lying if I said I was able to do that all on my own. I recognize that having the support system I’ve had is a privilege, and for that I am so grateful. I wouldn’t have made it through last year without the love and support of my friends, family, care team, therapist, my almighty God, and even a few kind strangers on the internet. These are my people and this is my tribe. Can I get an amen?!
Over the years, I had lost my voice and myself in comparison, in other people’s expectations, and in my insecurities. I spent far too much of my life trying to fit in. Growing up, I was told – I was too opinionated, too bossy, too intense, too loud, and too persistent. I allowed my unique differences to become a scarlet letter of shame, rather than the badge of honor they deserved. I was well into my mid twenties before I realized that my personality is just too big and my opinions are too strong to fit inside the box of what society believes a woman should be.
This is who God made me to be – a passionate, creative, strong, opinionated, authentic woman with a very loud voice. Who am I to try and repress that? Also, my voice matters; and I refuse to walk through life another day pretending that it doesn’t. That’s why I couldn’t have chosen a more perfect word for the year than Reclaim.
The word Reclaim is a verb defined as: to retrieve or recover (something previously lost, given, or paid). Something. previously. lost.
I had lost myself in the noise of the world and this year I am reclaiming all that is mine. I’m reclaiming my power, my truth, my advocacy, my boundaries, my work, my right to take up space and use my voice, my mental and physical health, trust in myself, and what success looks like to me.
I think it’s really important to recognize that there is a level of risk involved in reclaiming ones own life. When any person, but especially a woman, decides to reclaim her life and live out loud, she runs the risk of being disliked. I’ve decided that I will no longer allow the fear of being disliked, silence me into the complicity of society’s standards for women. My voice matters, and so does yours. Let’s use them together for the good of all people.
Have you chosen a word for the year? If so, please comment below and share what your word means to you! I’d love to hear it! If you’d like to stay in touch with me, consider joining my email community where I share encouragement and pieces of my life.