My name is Indonesia, but you can call me sis. I am a lot of things, but I think what’s most important is that I am a student of this thing called life. My life is a class, a huge lesson that I am learning from daily. I’ve spent so much of my adult life and some of my childhood being a mother, a provider, a partner, a doormat, a victim, and what some would call a “wife” that I’ve struggled with the question of “Who are you?”I guess that’s just one of the consequences of being responsible for everyone and everything around you at 17 years old; you don’t really have the opportunity to learn who you are. So, who am I? Still, I struggle, but I can tell you what I know.
I am a woman; I am a writer, a communicator, a lover of life and nature. I am a person who appreciates culture of all kinds. I am a foodie, a lover of wine, and all things delicious and beautiful. I am an artist, in my own way; I am funny, I love to laugh, and most of all, I love to see other people laugh. I am lighthearted, fun, and charismatic; I am spirited, religious, and cultured. I am a sister, a daughter, a mother, a friend, and a confidant for many of my loved ones. I am supportive. I believe in the power of love, kindness, compassion, and empathy. Above all, I am an advocate for self-help; I am an advocate for the truth, no matter how messy, ugly, and shameful it may be. I believe that the truth sets us free. It is the foundation of discovering our purpose in this world. I am 1 in 3 women who have or will experience some type of domestic abuse in their life, and I am 1 in 6 who will actually be brave enough to speak on it, but I am also confused. I am also a loner. I am a person who what most would call an “overthinker.” I am a person who suffers from depression and anxiety. I am a ball of emotions. I am logical and a critical thinker. I am reactive and proactive all at the same time. I am easily overwhelmed and sometimes under-stimulated. I am a believer in gentle parenting with a splash of traditional Caribbean maternal instinct and a dash of “I’m not one of your little friends” I am so many things, and that’s really what this blog is about; because I think we all are a lot of things that we don’t give ourselves credit for. Oftentimes when we are asked who we are, we resort to telling people who we are to others: “I am a mother, I am a ______ (insert job title)”. We are so much more than just our occupation, who we gave birth to, the mistakes we’ve made, our struggles, and accomplishments. It’s up to us to see it and to be it. Be our truths and live them proudly, unapologetically, and confidently. We are to remind ourselves that everything we love is a part of us, and everything we don’t love is also a part of us. And all of these things, all mixed together, are what make us who we are and who we are meant to be. I’ve spent years neglecting the parts of myself I didn’t love; the experiences that I believed to be my “downfalls.” I beat myself down by suppressing the parts of me that were the foundation of my purpose.
So what is my purpose, you might ask? To inspire, to educate, to unite, and to help anyone who just needs a resource. I figure what’s the point of me experiencing everything I’ve experienced if I can’t help someone else who may be going through it as well? What if my purpose is to be the person that I needed in my times of need for someone else? What if my sole purpose was to help others through my words, through my story? And most importantly, what if the people I am meant to help, guide, and support are people like you? People like me? Or the next generation of people… like my two beautiful daughters who at some point will be young women, navigating through this world just as I was. And what if I’m not physically here to assist them? What if all they had were my words? My posts, my journals. Maybe it’s my job to start the conversations; to open the space and make it a safe one for women like me. Maybe it’s just my job to create a platform for women to share their stories, to learn from one another, and to grow together.
In my journey to live intentionally, I have set this intention for myself: I will be a woman of God first, embodying values such as honesty, transparency, integrity, humility, and bravery. I will express my truth, take back my narrative, and embrace the most challenging moments of my life. I will communicate with love and cherish what I say. I am committed to being more than just another story; I will be a powerful voice.
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