#UNTALENTED: (THE TRUTH BEHIND WHO I AM) by @surpassinggoogle

I guess situations shouldn't define us, neither should problems of this world. The definition of us should stem from our own perspective of who we are and wish to be. This explains why I had some seriously low esteem some years back. I was a broken youth. I thought I was broken because I experienced a broken union between my parents. I was raised with a single parent hence I term myself "the bird with one broken wing which couldn't fly". But I never couldn't stop thinking about the possibility of a one winged bird flying.

Then, I was a motivator to others and yet refused to motivate myself. My education was slow, still slow and I used to think I had it bad for me. I was a supplier of happiness yet I always remain sad. I love so much to care for people even if I didn't care for me. That explains why I was crushing so hard on my male bestfriend of then but still got him a girl he liked. I was hurt but his happiness made me happy. Such I am that I guide people in the right part and there I was, trailing the bushes. Ideas streams on my head and yet I can't define it. I have a beautiful ability yet can't express it! I guess I am complicated!

But I have since changed my mentality about who I should be, not who situation and relegations made me be. I was a bird with a broken wing but not totally broken, I had one perfect wing. I had no physical restrictions of any kind, only internally did I picture a cage inhabiting me. I truly denied myself the ability to fly! No. I was tired of limiting myself because of my weaknesses. I can fly if i did try. I encouraged myself and boom! I really did fly! I am still flying. I am no longer the obese girl who would shy away at the prospect of meeting new people or have the thought of people not liking me. I flew from such unhealthy thoughts and assumptions. I did carry my fatness with pride and guess what? No scars to my beautiful.

I am currently a motivator who motivates others like I do myself. I give happiness and I am happy in turn. I have great leadership skills as I have severally demonstrated in my day to day affairs and organizations. I let go of the notion that an obese girl really couldn't move up the social ladder. I appreciate myself more. I am beautiful, bubbling with enthusiasm and intelligent. I am making it to my own advantage. My star shines brightly and I illuminate the lives of certain people with it. I am glad I could be a candle that lights up the way for others.

I am not past perfect, present pretty nor future flawless but I am inestimably and imperfectly beautiful. I am the one winged bird who glides and soars limitless not minding the weakness. I am no poet but should I remain quiet?
The drawing below expresses who I was.
A fat obese girl with a smile but bigger sadness underneath those smiles. Eyes crinking with enthusiasm, yet diluted with doubts. I am no good artist but I am proud of myself for having drawn that. Even the steemit logo is not properly drawn but that explains why I am #Untalented