Freedom has been a journey for me.
A few years ago, I took a leadership personality test and the results came back botched. I was told I must have been stressed or distracted while taking the test and was advised to take the test again. I begrudgingly retook the test, and the same thing happened! I shared my predicament with a trusted advisor who was an expert on this particular test. He asked, "How old are you?" I answered, "32." He responded, "Oftentimes it isn't until a person is around 35 that they understand themselves enough to get accurate results on this test."
His words stuck with me. They communicated to me that I'm within the range of normal and healthy; it's okay to have more work to do; and, most importantly, now is the time.
My thirties have been a significant decade. I'm at a point in my life where I'm ready to face and be freed from all that weighs me down and holds me back from being fully me. Free from childhood wounds and disappointments (which every human has). Free from the insecurity that has forever been my Achilles' Heel. Free from the lie that I must never disappoint anyone. Free from my restlessness and fear. Free to clearly see what I'm bad at and what I'm good at; what I understand, and what I just don't know anything about.
Now I'm 35 and I'm walking in more freedom. This journey has taken hard work and courage; slowly but surely, healing has come as a refreshing balm to my soul. I encourage you to walk this road with me, whatever your age and whatever your captivity. Be healed, be free.