Truths on permission and who’s really important.

The last few months, I’ve been pushing, striving, holding myself to high standards and even higher expectations.

Lately, I’ve been trying to recognize that the best I can do is enough. I am enough. Regardless, of the outcome, the best I can do… is all I can do.

It’s a work in progress, accepting that and accepting myself, every single day. And sometimes I feel like when it comes to self-acceptance I take one step forward and two steps back. But all I can do is put one foot in front of the other, each and every day.

And one of those steps is giving myself permission to be… permission to be enough.


For some people, that still won’t be good enough. We may not impress the crowds, or wow the world. And that’s okay. We all have a small list of people, maybe it’s even just one or two, whose opinion really matters. And those should be the only people. Us. And them. Those are the people who are worthy of hearing our story, of helping us carry our shame, our pain, our struggles.

It’s funny how often those people, who we really value, whose opinions actually matter… they’ve made the cut because they’re the people who already love us exactly for who we are, every second of every day. They are the people who we can be authentic and real with. That’s who matters. Not the audience, not the critics, just the ones who love you close. 

They are also the people we sometimes take for granted. They are the people we sometimes lash out at. They are the people we may treat the worst. Even though they are the people who love us the most, unconditionally. They are the people who are always able to offer us compassion and honesty. They are the people who are always there to give us permission when we can’t give it to ourselves. They are the people who we neglect to appreciate when we are so busy trying to win the approval of everyone else. 

So I will know my list. I will carry it with me. My list of people who are worthy of hearing my story, and standing with me in the center of the fire. My list is very small, but I will know those are the people I can always turn to, and always trust. And I will cherish those people, instead of constantly trying to impress everyone else. I will look a little closer, at the beautiful connections right in front of me.