Does Transformation only happen on Tuesdays?

I've been thinking about this "Transformation Tuesday" bit. I'm well aware it's an Instagram thing, turned Facebook thing, and made it's way into other forms of social media. No doubt it has kept many a Facebooker and Instagramer scrolling. Today, it has me thinking. I started thinking about MY "transformation". Mine isn't as simple as a "before and after" shot coupled with a tremendous weight-loss journey. I have that story, too but today the transformation occurs inside. Mine goes deep. My being has been trying to fight its way through layers of emotional scars that are hardened and callous. I have suffered years of cult upbringing, male chauvinism and a left with a broken spirit. It left me unsure of who I was, who to let in, who to keep at bay and whether or not I could trust even myself or my own judgments. This has carried on throughout my adult life (yes, I am an adult even though I don't feel like one). I move away from people and places just as I begin to feel a sense of belonging. I move away in an attempt to protect myself from the belief that inevitably those I let in will find a way to hurt me. Instead of opening up and allowing people in, I let them in a little, long and close enough to feel an affinity to them, then I run. In some cases, I run clear across the country. I've been working on this through lots of personal development books and daily workouts, but I'm afraid I've done it again. Here I sit in Oregon. A beautiful state full of friendly people who pump your gas for you and smile even on the gloomiest days. So, why do I still feel lost?

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