For years and years, I tried to hold onto the Kristin I once was.
I romanticized old lovers and bad habits, altered the person I was to fit with the people around me, and questioned who I was to the core. I continually ran from myself, jet-setting to a new city only to discover I was still exactly where I always was.
You can’t escape your soul.
The same people or places I tried to avoid would resurface no matter what neighborhood, city, or state I was in- they may have had a different face, but they were always the same.
Everything I tried to steer clear of would manifest in one form or another until I learned two valuable lessons:
- I needed to love who (and where) I was
- I needed a new perspective
I couldn’t change what was going on around me, but I could accept where I was at- but most of all, accept myself.
Since I started writing about my sobriety, a whole new world has opened up. I have stopped thinking I needed to sugarcoat my struggles, and I am no longer ashamed of the person I am. The quirks that make me who I am are ones I want to celebrate- not hide!
Maybe that “you” who you love isn’t new after all, but it’s one who is authentic. Embrace her- she’s worth it!