Stuck.

I often feel this emptiness, an incompleteness.

That I’m either doing things really right or super wrong.

I feel caught between the colonized world and my Indigenous world. A space between spiritually and science. Free thinking and logic.

I let the words of others impact who I am. I let outside forces determine who I am.

As we know, there is danger in that. You lose yourself but when you don’t really feel at home in the world, how do you decide who you are?

When you are caught between two worlds.

Who decides what is right and what is wrong? Who upholds the standard and why do we allow it? Why do we judge others for being who they are. When we ourselves don’t know why we see the world as black and white, and whose ideals we follow.

Some of us live within these imagined borders unsure of who we really are and we never actually realize that we living up to someone else’s expectations, someone else’s validation.