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For most of my life, I believed that something was wrong with me.
I was the girl who stayed in the background. The one who loved spending time alone — reading, painting, dreaming. I felt things deeply. I noticed everything. But I never quite knew where I fit in.
I used to think that being quiet meant I wasn’t built for big things. That I didn’t have what it took to make it in this loud, fast-moving world.
But I see now: my quiet was never….
The other night, I went to bed with this quiet, nagging thought in my mind:
“Nothing much happened today.”
And right after that came the doubts:
Is this really how I want to be spending my summer?
Am I making the most of this time? Am I doing enough?
I think most of us have those kinds of questions, especially when we’re in a season that feels slower, smaller, or quieter than we imagined.
We live in a world that…