I wanted a life in which my outward self truly reflects my inner self, and vice-versa. I wanted consistency in my being, without the consistency of a pattern. I wanted who I am to accurately reflect who I want to be. I wanted my words to hold the weight that they once did, and I wanted to remember the weight my actions hold.
I am introverted, but that does not mean that I can’t express myself, but I don’t want to cherry-pick how I present myself. I don’t want to keep trying to. I want to be able to say “I am who I am, and if you don’t like it, then that’s your problem” all while making it so that there won’t be a problem, not because I’m avoiding conflict, but because I heal them.
I want the inner grit to live my life how I truly believe it should be lived, not merely putting on a hypocritical show. More than just honesty, more than just diligence, I want to be a man of integrity.