I have outgrown many things.
I have outgrown relatives who gladly offer criticism, but not support.
I have outgrown my need to meet family’s unrealistic expectations of me.
I have outgrown girls who wear masks and secretly rejoice at my mistakes.
I have outgrown shrinking myself for those who are intimidated by my intelligence and outspoken nature both.
I have outgrown friends who cannot celebrate my accomplishments.
I have outgrown people who conveniently disappear whenever life gets a little dark.
I have outgrown those who take pleasure in gossiping and spreading negativity.
I have outgrown dull, meaningless conversations that feel forced.
I have outgrown those who don’t take a stand against ignorance and injustice.
I have outgrown trying to please everyone.
I have outgrown society constantly telling me I’m not beautiful, smart, or worthy enough to achieve anything.
I have outgrown my tendency to fill my mind with self doubt and insecurity decades ago.
I have outgrown trying to find reasons not to love my humble self.
I have outgrown anything and anyone that does not enrich the essence of my soul.
I have outgrown many things and I’ve never felt freer.
This poem is a reminder to me that it is ok to change and outgrow people and situations that either hold me back or refuse to let me shine. Like the author, I feel like I have outgrown friends that tend to not care about me, only call when they need something, or can’t be happy for me when something good happens. I also have outgrown being the little girl that listened to the criticism of her family for choosing her own way. I no longer take part in conversations that are forced. I am trying to enrich my spirit. I am trying to be a better version of myself and because of that, I have no need for people who do not want me to succeed.
It’s ok to outgrown others. We have permission to do it. We have permission to change.