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Rising Into Leadership
My story from follower to rising into my own skin, finally
I have always felt like a leader ever since I was born. I was born to lead. I remember even as a child, I sensed a calling to guide, create, and inspire. I used to make the games, gather my friends, and organize them. We used to have a great time in my childhood. And then something happened.
Somewhere along the way, society’s expectations and the weight of inherited beliefs nudged me into the role of a follower. I still wonder sometimes: Can I blame the world for this transformation? Or is it simply part of the journey? Do I need this detour to paradoxically return to myself all the more meaningful?
Regardless of the answer, I am now in the process of healing. After three years of therapy, I feel like I am finally peeling back the layers of doubt that overwhelmed me. I am slowly rewriting the rules I once accepted as given or as a form of normal. I am now reclaiming my voice, and I have decided it is not only for myself, but for my children and the community I hope to build. It all takes time. Unraveling and unlearning. Slowly, between the pieces and through stories, I somehow discover traits that were there, buried deeply, all along, just hidden.
