Tonight I had severe writers block so I reached out to a friend for some inspiration. Okay, to be fair, I actually asked her to write it for me because I was completely blank. She came up with a “Dear Blog” letter, which was perfect with what I had started writing about.

Dear blog,

I’m not who you think I am. I have changed since the last time we met. In fact I’m a whole different person. I am as shocked as you are! But alas, I must let you in on a secret. I am only human. I make mistakes. Huge ones at that. But I am not going to dwell on those mistakes. Today, I accept myself as who I am and I will do so again tomorrow when I will wake up a different person as before. Day after day I learn from the wrongs that I have made and I find ways to ensure the choices I make that day will help better not only myself but also those around me. Today I begin the pursuit of happiness and I will not allow any neigh-sayers to stand in my way. Despite my past or present or future I deserve to be happy. To live life to its fullest. To be who I am. I invite you to join me on this adventure. Turn over a new leaf and let go of your pain and take hold of your dreams and soar.

A little commercial break and we will get back to your regular schedule…Bekah, you’re my girl. Thanks for the help. #dreamteam

Bekah’s letter touched on finding who you are and letting go of what pains you to be the person you are today. She talks about not associating yourself with the doubters and just become awesome. So, here’s the thing, she’s absolutely right. Never let anyone tell you that your voice doesn’t matter. That your thoughts don’t matter. That your ideas, your individuality, your dreams don’t matter. Friend, significant other or someone in between – if they cannot empower you to be everything you want to be, then let them go.

I’m telling you all of this because it can really suck to not be supported. Everyone has dreams. Everyone has ambitions. Everyone has inspirations. To live a life that isn’t your own is horrifying. You see, being different and wanting something different isn’t a bad thing. I have always been a black sheep. It used to really bother me. I would sometimes question my very existence because of it (yes, I realize that sounds really sad). Then, somehow, I’ve realized the last 18 months being different isn’t such a bad thing. The last 18 months I have found myself.

You see, Bekah said it best. I have made some mistakes. Huge, big, ginormous, humongous mistakes. Ones that embarrass me at the very thought. But, I have also realized that while I have made some questionable decisions I have found who I am, who I want to be, who I need to be to be happy. I have changed so much in the last 18 months. Some who “knew” the old me might not recognize the person that I have become. But, those who have truly known me will realize this has always been the real me. The me that loves deep. The me that wants to change the world. The me that has dreams bigger than my little stature. And this is who I am.

The girl I was yesterday, introduced me to the girl I am today. Had it not been for my past me, all the pain that was dished out, all the bricks that were thrown at me wouldn’t have helped me build the foundation I now stand upon. And I am thrilled because I can’t wait to meet the girl I am tomorrow for I know the foundation I stand on will soon have walls. And these very walls will take shape to help make my dreams become a reality. All of this because I know who I am.