I always felt that I was treated as the black sheep. I pushed myself so hard to prove I wasn't. That I was just as good, that I was enough.

Today I visited my grandmother after what seems like years of not seeing her. She got a call and the person commented that they knew she was in 7th heaven because I was there. It made me question my whole perspective of my insecurities. I always felt like I had to achieve and be all the things my grandmother told me to be. And I did. All of it. She criticized along the way, but what if I was the favorite and not the black sheep?

My insecurities definitely had me feeling like I was the black sheep…but damn I was who she bragged on. I was who everyone competed with. While my mind was telling me I wasn’t doing enough, I was setting the bar so damn high I was alone.

What are your insecurities telling you? What if they are sending you the wrong message? What if you are exactly who you are intended to be? What if you are PRECISELY enough?

Be great. Keep going.