Chapter 19 · 3 min 42 sec
You Are Enough
The truth most easily forgotten — said again here, in music, because it needs to be said again, and again, and again.
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In the mirror she's shining, don't you doubt Each little flaw makes you unique, is what it's about Don't need for approval from the world outside You're a gem so perfectly just be replied Just trust your heart, let it be your guide You are enough just as you are, no need for more, you're a shine star Love is tough, fiercely don't you forget, you're the whole package There's no need to fret When you stumble, you know it's okay, too far Get back up right strong, you can conquer it all You're a masterpiece, painted with your own hand Stand tall, be proud, take a bold break, stand Embrace the light that's shining from within You are enough just as you are, no need for more, you're a shine star Love is tough, fiercely don't you forget, you're the whole package There's no need to fret, believe in yourself, let your light show You are enough, this truth you must know Thanks for watching! Well you know one, from the world outside You're a gem so perfect, let your spirit glide Just trust your heart, let it be your guide Believe in yourself, let your light show You are enough, this truth you must know You are enough, this truth you must know
Short Story
*A story about the thing we most easily forget*
Sofia stood in front of the mirror the morning of her university interview, listing everything wrong with herself out loud — not smart enough, not prepared enough, not as impressive as the other applicants would surely be.
Her grandmother, passing the open door, stopped and listened for a moment before speaking. "Who taught you to talk to yourself like that?"
"It's not talking badly," Sofia said. "It's just being realistic."
"It is not realistic," her grandmother said, coming to stand beside her at the mirror. "It is a story you've been told so many times, by so many small disappointments and unkind comparisons, that you've started repeating it back to yourself before anyone else even has the chance to say it. That's not honesty. That's just a wound, talking."
"Then what's actually true?"
Her grandmother looked at her directly in the mirror's reflection. "You are enough. Not enough to be perfect — nobody is that. Enough to walk into that room today exactly as you are, and let that be sufficient, because it is. I'm not telling you this to make you feel better for five minutes. I'm telling you because it is the truth, and you have simply forgotten it, the way almost everyone eventually forgets it, and has to be told again."
"Why does it need to be said again and again? Shouldn't I just know it?"
"You should," her grandmother agreed. "But the world is very good at making you forget the most important true things, over and over, your whole life. So someone has to keep saying it back to you — not because it's new information, but because it's the oldest information, the one you keep losing and need returned to you, again and again, for as long as it takes to finally hold onto it yourself."
Sofia walked into her interview that day repeating one sentence silently, not as a hope, but as a fact she had simply, temporarily, misplaced.
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*The truth that we are enough is rarely new information — it's the oldest truth there is, one we keep forgetting and need returned to us, again and again, until we finally learn to hold onto it ourselves.*
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