The best relationship to uncover is the relationship with ourselves, to truly benefit from life’s gifts and treasures. In life, we tend to look outwards when it comes to blaming and accountability for one’s actions or lack thereof. In today’s society, it’s easier to blame politics and race relations for our problems that exist beneath the surface. Decisions that we make are rooted within our souls, our values, and our sense of identity.

To truly discover my true self, I had to go back to the garden where the seeds of my existence were planted, to hopefully rediscover my roots, thus identifying the fragile fibers that have been uprooted all throughout my DNA.

Temporarily, I have been able to lay my burdens down, but only for a moment, before I had to pick them back up again. The heaviness of the load, wrapped around my shoulders, while quietly sliding down my tired back. The relentless pressure grabbed ahold of my tongue, suffocating me and trapping my words.

Throughout my life, my sense of self has been shaped and tested by the many experiences that life has bestowed upon me, forcing me to stand upright and take responsibility for my own healing and emotions. Carrying my burdens, regardless of the weight, dragging my innermost thoughts through the streets of self-identity.

What I know for sure, is at the core of my healing, is a more whole version of myself. Along the way to my self-discovery, I took breaks, enjoyed the ride, drank water, and hugged the little girl that is now a woman, regardless of her story, because I am who I am.