Once upon a time, there was a sensitive, generous and optimistic woman. She was a peacemaker and a peacekeeper.
She was an awesome listener and made a fantastic friend. When you thought of compassion and consideration, her image appeared. She was predictable, slow to anger and hated offending others. She flew under the radar, using her superpowers to create amazing things for other people.
In public, she celebrated the lives of those she touched. In private, she wondered,
"When will it be my time?" You see...
She was brave enough to speak up for others, but too guilt-ridden by past mistakes to promote herself to ‘commander’ of her own life.
She was badass enough to make waves for her family, but feared that making waves of her own would step on other people's toes.
She was a pro at encouraging her friends to live out loud, but worried that doing the same would be too uncomfortable & unsafe.
The bottom line is - she was brilliant at giving, but she stunk at receiving.
Hi...my name is Desiree and I'm a recovered self-sacrificer.
Now, I give in a way that nurtures myself first.
Then, I give my best to the world...