𝐈𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧, 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. I’m guilty of trying to force those doors open. Trying to fit in to a box that wasn’t mine to be in. I was driven by the constant need to fit in. Be included. Be LIKED. Fitting myself into a mold that just wasn’t me. … Continue reading It’s Not Your Door.