She kept her true self hidden behind the layers of self-doubt and discouraging ideas that over the years had convinced her that when discovered, she would not be enough.
Standing in the corner she watched as her fears swirled and danced and laughed through the center of the room, stealing her dream to wear a crown and be the princess that she had always longed to be. They taunted her from afar, whispering behind masks the familiar lies disguised as truths: smart, pretty, funny, brave, strong - you will never be enough.
The tears build at the corner of her eyes as the fears attempt to take hold at the center of her soul. She is shaken but she will not be broken and defeated by the voices, the fear. Breathing deep, she lifts her head high, straightens her crown, and allows her true-self to shine through.
A silence surrounds her as the fears that once danced and laughed scatter into dark corners, her voice echoes, strong and bold, through-out the room: I am enough.
