Embrace My Frozen Soul

It's so freeing to vent on my own blog without my ex slamming open the metaphorical door

Something I've been kind of touching on more in therapy is that I have spent a lot of my life shape shifting and removing pieces of myself to make others happy. Whether it has been family, friends, or romantic partners I feel like I have always been under the assumption that I must change myself in some way to be accepted and loved. But therapy has been teaching me that that's just... not how you're supposed to be. You shouldn't be shape shifting to the point of no longer knowing what your real shape it anymore. And it's kind of depressing. Cause I really don't know what I look like shape wise. I don't know what is me and what is a part of myself I molded to fit someone else. And now I have to slowly pull apart pieces and putty myself back together in hopes that I find her. But not only do I need to find her, but I also need to learn how to never let someone make me start changing my shape again just to appease them. And I think those are going to be the two hardest lessons I learn and put into action this year.