I pretty much started off my conscious existence knowing “To Boldly Go Where No Man Has Gone Before”.
Bold means confident and/or courageous. And for me, being bold has been difficult. I have gotten much better at it the older I get.
For me, living boldly is:
- Speaking one’s mind without fear.
- Standing up for what’s right, no matter what the “crowd” says.
- Taking care of myself and knowing my needs are as important as others.
- Trying even if I might never quite succeed.
- Questioning everything.
My younger self didn’t like to do any of these things. She was always trying to be “Good”. The good daughter, the good christian, the good student, the good friend. All of that “good” wasn’t good at all. Now, I’m the purple plaid sheep of the family and I like it.
High five from the paisley sheep of *my* family!
I think that childhood shyness had a lot to do with making me into a too-well-behaved individual who cared too much about what others thought of me. It took a few years to stop walking on eggshells and start throwing the eggs at people who richly deserved it. 😀
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hah, I forgot about your paisley sheep reference 🙂
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Me too
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