Strong without the Roar

 



Dear Diary...


I know I can do it. I know the power is in me to conquer anything I set my mind to. But maybe… just maybe, this is what they call imposter syndrome.

Because sometimes, it’s not failure I’m afraid of  it’s being seen trying. It’s the weight of people believing in me so loudly that I start to shrink quietly. The more they say, “Just do it,” the more I feel like disappearing. Not out of rebellion, but out of fear that I’ll disappoint them. Or myself. It’s that invisible pressure again, coming from nowhere and yet sitting everywhere. I overthink no surprise there  and my mind runs in loops:

Am I ready?

Will I break it?

Am I even meant for this?


And still, here I am.

Aware of my potential.

Afraid of my power.

Frozen by the noise, even when the loudest voice is my own.


To myself, I’m sorry, I'm sorry for the times I doubted you, silenced you, made you feel like you had to prove something. I know now:

You don’t have to be fierce to be strong.You don’t have to be fearless to be brave.You don’t have to be perfect to be ready.



You’ve really tried, look how far you’ve come. And you will get where you dream of being, because the persistence and quiet determination in you runs deeper than fear ever could.


With love,

Hoodie Girl❤️❤️

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