Moulds are for playdough, not people. But sometimes people get broken too.
Due to a major life-altering crisis, my focus has shifted from breaking moulds as described below, to rebuilding out of my own brokenness. I do intend to get back to the “business of mould breaking” so to speak, but for the time being, I… I’m taking things one day at a time.
If a person doesn’t “fit the mould,” does the problem lie with the person, or the mould?
While some people seem to slip naturally into the world’s ideas of who they should be, to others of us it does not come so easily. We feel uncomfortable in our own skin as we try to fit in, wondering, perhaps, if the problem lies with us. We break ourselves down into little pieces in hopes that that will solve the problem – chip away a little here, add a little there, squish our very selves like play dough until we fit – but even then it doesn’t feel quite right.
But the problem doesn’t lie with us, it lies with the moulds we were never meant to fit into in the first place. Instead of chipping away at ourselves, we should thus turn our energy into chipping away at the moulds, little by little until they are broken for good and we are good and free.
My name is Janelle, and this blog is about my adventures in breaking moulds, each post a little chip away at a mould that needs to be broken.
They are my adventures but they can also be yours. If you have a mould breaking story you’d like to share in this space, get in touch!
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