Radical realization

I spent the first half of my life learning how to hide my true colors, camouflage my real face, and move without stirring anything up.

It was constantly impressed upon me that my place in the world was to leave as little footprint as possible while making room for the "real" people, the wise guys and beautiful women to showcase who they were.

There was always that niggling thought that IF I could become rich enough, or beautiful enough, or smart enough, there might be room for me, but to be careful, because there was a bigger chance of embarrassing myself than achieving that.

It has taken me a lifetime to finally see that I am everything I need to be and more and the only problem is me grabbing hold of that and going with it.  It almost seems too late for such a radical realization.

But it's not.