As a blogger there are many ways to quantifies your worth. Comments, traffic, followers, “friends”, lists that rank you, prestigious awards you’re given, all manner of opportunities to show your skill level.
As a person there are status symbols we seek that announce our place in society. The vehicle, the clothes, the house in the neighborhood, our kids in the right schools, do they have the best toys? Newest games?
Trophies of sport or spouse.
A while back I moved in a circle af military wives whose husbands were no longer in service but they still found their social hierarchy to be one of rank. As the wife of a nonmilitary man I was expected to take a “lesser” role. They had obviously never met me.
We let ourselves be defined the limitations or shortcomings we find in the requirements of others. Flawed perfection we can’t see within the blinders of society.
In so many of the measures women are trained to hold themselves in esteem I find myself lacking. Much has been taken from me and left me with the realization that truly the most profound worth can be found in self.
Raw and guttural.
Taking apart all the masks we use to hide our fears, weaknesses, lapses.
There I find my worth.
In my darkest moments I find the spotlight of my strength. There is beauty in the freedom of bravery. The absolute confidence in being what I can be beyond what I should be.
Where do you find your worth?