Dragonfly

Editor’s Note:  This is a guest post by Sharon Harding.  It’s part of my monthly series Stories of Transformation.

“Take the first step in faith. You don’t have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step.” – Martin Luther King Jr.

Good Girl

I was always a good girl. I was the angel, the good child in the family, the one who was never any trouble. My report cards were full of words like co-operative, helpful, pleasant, and quiet.

Yes I was a good girl.

I believed that I was responsible for the happiness of everyone around me, so I did whatever it took to keep things running smoothly. I was the ultimate people pleaser and could become whatever others needed me to be.

  • I would like the music others liked.
  • Watch the shows others watched.
  • Believe what others told me to believe.

And above all things I was a GOOD GIRL.

But deep down inside there was another girl.

  • A rabble-rouser
  • Playful
  • Mischievous
  • Creative
  • With a really wicked sense of humour

But this free spirit was held captive by fear. I was terrified of upsetting other people, and afraid of showing the real me, so I held her down in chains. The trouble is that when you live a lie the truth eventually finds a way to come out. When you live in fear it makes you sick. Eventually that trapped person deep down inside becomes very angry and bursts out of captivity. And that is what happened to me.

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