“Owning our story and loving ourselves through that process is the bravest thing that we’ll ever do.” Brené Brown
My story and the struggles that I have (and do) face is what brought me on this journey. A journey that I’m not entirely sure where it will take me or what side of the tracks I’ll end up on.. as long as it’s not dead center facing barreling lights.. ;p
For so many years I built an internal wall, barricading any real emotion that didn’t align with the persona that I thought was expected of me. Looking back, it would be more accurate to say personas. Throughout the years, I became the perfect mold of any story that I thought would bring me happiness.
Come to find out, none of those would.. shocking, I know. And it was only once I started to open up and and accept the path that I was put on, did I begin to find both myself and an internal acceptance that I had never felt before.
This blog, and these stories are me. Fully, truly, awkwardly and honestly somewhat embarrassingly me. All 8,395 days of pure Paige.
I write this, half, as a way to externalize and work through my own battles (so thank you, WordPress for being my subscription based therapist) and half, (more importantly so) as a way to maybe, hopefully someday, reach a soul longing to hear that he or she is not alone. That maybe through my words, he or she can find hope and a sense of humor. And that maybe, just maybe, you and I both, can find ourselves in the cab of that train with a one-way ticket on the tracks to eternal self love and happiness.