Enough

I realized I was foolish revolving my life around you and the things that mattered to you, completely forgetful of who I was in the first place. 

I placed your needs before mine for the constant fear of being called insensitive, selfish, inconsiderate and downright heartless

Every time I made attempts to make your heart happy, I realized it was a battle I wanted to win. I wanted my prize to be your validation and applause. Maybe then I would be at peace with myself. 

I was wrong. I could never do that, for every effort made, I only grew farther from my identity. Slowly but surely loosing myself till one day I took a look at myself in the mirror and could not find the smile that used to be there or the enthusiasm that carried me through the toughest days. Or the sparkle in my eyes.

I knew I was in deep trouble when my thirst for applause became the goal for living. Alas! The only remedy was to be at rest with myself and no one else.

 My ticket to true freedom. There was no other way to work through it all than to find my way back, holding the torch and cheering myself on to greatness. 

When I remembered this was up to me, I got  up from the dirt and dust to finish the race. And this time, I saw the truth. 

I was enough.