Sacrifice Your Purpose, Sacrifice Your Identity

I used to have so much disdain for the person I was, that I allowed it to strip me of my identity. When I had no identity, my identity became that of the person I was in a relationship with. So desperately clinging to even the most dysfunctional of relationships, because if I were to break up with them or be broken up with, meant certain death to the very person I believed I was.

In the process of losing my identity, I lost my purpose and direction in life. I made them my purpose. With the end of each relationship, I managed to establish a feeble resemblance of what my true identity was, only to allow the lack of love I had for myself to rob me of my identity once again.

My lack of love for myself, gave me this insatiable need to seek love and validation from those around me. It’s tight grip suffocating the light that already existed within me, making me feel as though I needed to be in a relationship in order to continue to exist.

So much has changed since the end of my last relationship 4 years ago.

I’ve since then rediscovered my true purpose and passion in life. When you become a man (or woman) who relentlessly chases their purpose, passion, and stands firm in their convictions. You build your identity upon a foundation of solid rock, unwavering. All of a sudden, weeding out those who don’t add value to your life and your higher purpose, doesn’t mean certain death after all.