Finding oneself is not really what people would describe it to be.

That finding oneself, cannot be compared to finding a 50 cent coin lost in one’s pocket.

For making one concede that they are not lost.

That one’s true self has been buried within themselves – under cultural conditioning, other people’s opinions and inaccurate conclusions one drew from their childhood.

Finding oneself is actually returning to oneself: an unlearning, an excavation. A remembering of who one is before the world got its hands on them.

Thank you for being with me.Let us rebuild a healthy state of mind.

Angel love and rainbows.

Love, Francesca