I realized that I wasn’t living a life that was authentic to me. I was living a life that was expected of me.
I first had to get clear about what I wanted. The vision I had or perhaps the vision that was given to me was the picturesque all American family — wife, house, kids, white picket fence. I thought that was my dream.
Only problem, I’m gay.
Coming out was the first step I took to sharing my truth and living an authentic life. It was the riskiest decision I’ve ever made, but it taught me the value of trusting myself and trusting my innate ability to survive.
Then I started to heal my traumas and own my experience. I was tired of blaming everyone else for my life. I knew I needed to take responsibility. And this was tough because I didn’t want to look at all the ways I was responsible for my own turmoil.
Over the next few years I read personal and spiritual development books, hired a couple coaches, a hypnotherapist, and a men’s mental health therapist. And cognitively I could understand and analyze why I had these coping strategies and where they came from, but I still didn’t feel like “myself”.
In my late 20s I got certified as a professional coach and found somatic work. The somatic-body based approach to my healing was exactly what was missing in my healing. I finally started to own that I was sensitive and have always been sensitive. It’s been my sensitivity or my feeling sense that helped me survive.