I feel small
not good enough
don’t measure up
inadequate
worthless
then I meet you
and you are amazing
wonderful
captivating
fascinating
and then I discover
you feel
not good enough
inconsequential
insufficient
that you think
I am amazing
wonderful
beautiful
intoxicating
it seems that none of us feel good enough
but we each cover up
our woundedness
our internal ideologies
so well
we each have found
masks
masks of
bravado
arrogance
abrasiveness
pretentiousness
cockiness
hurt
pain
extreme humility
meekness
addiction
…
masks we all wear
that disguise
the pain of the feelings
the pain of being
the pain of the lie
– not good enough
such sadness we unwittingly embrace
until we stumble upon
someone or something
who gives us
permission
confidence
freedom
to find the strength within
to remove the masks
to reveal our vulnerabilities
to reveal the us
then we find
the real,
the ability to really love
ourselves
and
each other
honestly
openly
completely
and that is truely freeing
