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Something Millennials have to experience in their lives that their parents did not have to worry about was the pressure to have a brand.

When one looks online, it’s hard to tell who isn’t trying to sell something, if not their lifestyle.

I didn’t start taking social media seriously in a context that was unhealthy until I experienced an identity crisis after finishing my Master’s degree. I had finally reached what should have felt like a very enriching experience called success in life and it wasn’t until long after that time that I was able to look back and go, wow, we were hurting more than ever as I proceeded to have what I view as a personal crisis for about a year until I was knocked on my ass after creating so much of a headache for my friends and loved ones to want to deal with. There was a limit for my bullshit from every context of life I derived value and assurance from and I was alone for the first time in a long time, realizing I still felt like the same sad, lonely, boy who never felt like they were good enough to matter to anyone.

I started to realize the consequences of not being enough for yourself and how I was constantly investing my time, thoughts, energy, and worst of all my PERSPECTIVE into others instead of putting anything into that account to generate interest off of. It was an account that read 0.00 and I was horror struck as I started to peel back layers and layers of self-sabotage, burned bridges, stupid moments, and frankly embarassing decisions I frankly know as a fact I will be bothered by moreso as time goes on. However, those decisions are mine and mine alone. What I have to say was empowering about it all, though, was knowing once I could see the absolute mockery I was making of myself and what I actually stood for, I was in full control of turning this ship around as I always have in life because I know myself to be a good habit-former, albeit obsession searcher. I decided to stop making my obsession about feeling good enough, which pulled me like the biggest carrot you’ve ever seen to any person that would say anything nice to me (shudders). I decided to start obsessing over my bullshit instead of how nice I could make the air smell, hint eating fiber means you don’t have to buy as much air freshener. Just do what’s good for you and get off of it is what I had to understand I wasn’t applying actively to myself as a concept that could be improved.

I only viewed myself as damaged and coming out of the belief that you are a damaged human being and getting to a point where you can shudder at how much you self-victimized is honestly such an incredible precipice to arrive. Arriving at such threshold of understanding is like finally putting your shoes on and going outside after spending your life looking in the window wondering what the sun feels like on your skin and telling yourself that one day you too will feel that.

That’s what the feeling of being enough for yourself is like when you grew up having an experience where it always seemed too far out of sight to see.