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there used to be a post here, about a girl afraid to step out of her own carefully-constructed ideas of what she could and couldn’t do.
there used to be a post here, about a girl afraid of uncertainty yet not strong enough or sure enough to work towards ridding herself of these unknowns.
there used to be a post here, about a girl that was more young and more careful and more worried and and more desperate and thought of herself as less.
there used to be a post here, about a girl that was too caught up in her own insecurities to acknowledge her growth and evolution and maturation.
there used to be a post here, about a girl that refused to see the own burning light she possessed simply because she surrounded herself with people who shone just as bright as she.
there used to be a post here, about a girl who had an idea of what she was capable of but was too confused and too intimidated to shift that idea into her planes of reality.
that post existed, once.
that girl existed, once.
this is now a post, about a girl that has not thought of the word “limits” since she broke out of her own not long ago.
this is now a post, about a girl that has not thought of the word “unknown” since she has become so sure of what she knows.
this is now a post, about a girl that has not thought of the word “less” since she has realized she is capable of more, more, more.
this is now a post, about a girl that hasn’t thought of the word “insecure” since she grew out of it not long ago.
this is now a post, about a girl that hasn’t thought of the word “dim” since she found her own light reflected in the eyes of those around her.
this is now a post, about a girl that hasn’t thought of the word “incapable” for a while now, and doesn’t know if she ever will.
this post exists, now.
this girl exists, now.
claire b.