Baggage - Unpacked and Repacked

Vulnerability

Back in 2020, I wrote a post on LinkedIn and it got over 30K+ views.

The engagement was through the roof.

Humbled was one way to describe the feeling at the time.

As I look back to three [3] ago, at this time.

How things have changed.

How far I’ve come.

Who I am today based on all the happenings in my life.

Good, bad or indifferent.

Doesn’t matter. The light bulb went off in my head and the baggage that I have been carrying.

It’s been heavy.

So heavy.

The baggage.

The unpacking of the “happenings”, gave me clarity on how to move forward.

The baggage has been weighing me down.

The baggage = you could have done more

The baggage = you didn’t handle that correctly

The baggage = you shouldn’t have left

The baggage = you weren’t there

The baggage = imposter syndrome

The baggage = self doubt [same as imposter syndrome - nope]

The baggage = emotional eating

The baggage = looking back

The baggage = self worth

The baggage = the betrayal was my fault

The baggage = it didn’t really happen that way

The baggage = doesn’t matter

All the other pieces which will make the list so long that this post will go on forever.

Here’s the thing, all the pieces have been acknowledge and folded back up.

The folded pieces have been put back in the suitcase.

The suitcase has been taken to the curb and will be picked up on garbage day.

Until the next,

EP