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Finding Me
poem

Finding Me

For a long time, the speaker lived by copying other people's dreams and expectations, wearing masks to please everyone else. They felt lost, unsure who they really were underneath all those borrowed identities. So they went searching—listening closely to quiet inner signals, trying to recover the parts of themselves they had given up or buried, and facing past mistakes honestly in order to find some clarity.


The journey wasn't easy. They followed paths and plans that belonged to other people, not to themselves. But in a peaceful, quiet moment, they realized something important: real growth takes time, and it can't be rushed. So they let go of the emotional defenses they'd been carrying, the exhausting effort of trying to fit in and be accepted by others. In place of that struggle, they nurtured something small and personal, a new sense of self, and over time it grew into a steady inner peace and confidence.


By the end, the speaker is no longer scared of uncertainty or of sitting with unanswered questions. They can finally look at themselves honestly, without needing anyone else's approval or explanation. They realize that what they were searching for wasn't far away or hidden somewhere out in the world. Instead, they had to let go of their old way of living and thinking in order to finally see and accept who they truly are.

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Faith S.
@Nicericks
Health writer and story writer
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I am a writer with the aim of impacting lives with my piece.

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