Not Enough

Not Enough

By Jessica Schroeder

This has been the anthem to my life. I’m always striving for more because of a story I tell myself that I am "not enough.” I gave it my power to stay in the comfortable space where I'm already defeated. It's two words. Two words that hold me back from going after the things I want for my life. I desperately want to be seen but I'm terrified that when people really see me, they’ll see I'm not enough.

For as long as I can remember, I allowed myself to believe I wasn’t enough. I wasn’t enough for my birth mother to stick around. I wasn’t enough to be protected from my molester. I wasn't enough for people to keep their hands off me. I wasn’t enough for anyone. I continuously bought into the story of "not enough,” accepted it as my truth, and collected all the evidence needed to support my story. I went on living my life from this place of not enough. I wasn’t enough as a mother. I wasn’t enough to even dare say I want to open a studio or begin teaching yoga. Who do I think I am?

This story of “not enough” is ultimately fueled by fear. It wasn’t until I really sat down with my fear that I began to see it for what it is. It’s a lie I tell myself to stay safe and protect myself from a world I don’t trust. It was only after uncovering the lie that I was able to create a new story for my life based on truth. The truth is I am enough. I am enough just as I am, with nothing to fix. Moving from a place of enough, I'm manifesting the life I’ve always wanted for myself. I realized I’m the writer of my story. No one has that power but me. I am enough, and so are you. Are you writing a story you want to live, or are you creating a life based on a story someone told you about yourself?