We are the stories we tell ourselves.

Stories about ourselves and others, and the world around us.

Stories that spring from our memories, from our imaginations.

Stories we hear and repeat.

Stories we read and incorporate into our views and opinions.

Stories that whisper as we fall asleep, and those recalled from our dreams…

or nightmares.

Even the stories we reject push against us with their shapes and forms.

We are the stories we tell ourselves…

and others.

Through story, we weave the tapestry of who we are, our

truths and lies,

joys and sorrows,

ins and outs,

remembrances and regrets,

lights and shadows,

strengths and weaknesses,

goals and barriers,

wins and losses.

The weft and weave of narrative threads.

Edited versions, filled with additions and omissions,

corrected punctuation,

based on personal syntax.

We are the stories we tell ourselves,

our fictions and nonfictions.

But we are also the stories that others reflect back to us.

And somewhere,

in between,

lies the truth.

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