The Woman I Want to Be

We are all works in progress…. how we turn out depends on who’s holding the brush

The Happy Woman Project

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I struggled to feel who I really am, all my life, because people tell me who they wanted me to be all my life. Obedient, virtuous, smart, hardworking, neat, as a kid; later on I was expected to be gracious, independent, demure and even submissive, not to my husband, but to all elders and figures of authority. I did as I was told most of my life, until I failed, then I was blamed, miserably, and I saw then, nobody really cared if you had been an angel before you fell.

I struggled to be obedient, when I saw that I had to bend the rules in order to be happy. I struggled to be respectful to elders, when they were mocking me; I struggled to be the submissive employee when my superiors usurped the credit I deserved. I even struggled to find my place in society, in religion, and…

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