Facing the Rage Within

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 Today marks a pivotal moment in my journey. I stand at the precipice, facing the rage that has been simmering within me. It's time to confront it head-on. This rage, it's about me. It's about feeling like I should be further along, like I've endured so much and yet still find myself grappling with life. I'm tired of feeling unworthy, bored, and stuck in a cycle of misery despite the abundance of good around me.


I'm enraged by my own expectations, by the relentless feeling of failure and the constant questioning of my worth. It's infuriating to sit in this place of stagnation, to play small and be the victim when deep down, I know there's a version of me ready to break free, ready to shine.


Playing small may have offered a sense of control, but it's suffocating me. The version of me that's ready to go all in, to embrace my gifts and strengths, is pushing to the surface. She's done with waiting for the perfect moment, for everything to fall into place. She's done with waiting to be saved.


Yes, I've been putting in the work, learning to conquer the mindset that's held me back for so long. And that's a positive. But the neglect I've shown myself, my dreams, my aspirations—that rage needs to be acknowledged. It's time for her to be seen, heard, and understood.


She's ready to step out of the shadows, to embrace her wisdom, to stop waiting for validation from others. The rage within me is a force to be reckoned with, but it's also a catalyst for change. Today, I choose to release it and embrace the power within me to move forward. It's time to stop waiting and start living—to embrace all that I am capable of becoming. 


Have you faced your rage?


#EmbraceTheRage #ReleaseTheInnerPower #NoMorePlayingSmall #OwnYourStrengths #BreakFreeFromStagnation #EmbraceChange #TrustYourJourney #StepOutOfTheShadows #MoveForwardWithWisdom #YouAreCapable #TodayIsTheDay

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