Redefining Enough: Letting Go of the Invisible Measuring Stick

For as long as I can remember, I’ve carried this underlying feeling of not being enough. And it’s hard to explain because it’s not rooted in comparison—I don’t look at others and wish I were more like them. It’s deeper than that. It’s an internal feeling of not enough as a mom, friend, sister, daughter, or partner. A quiet but persistent voice that whispers, you should be doing more, being more. In many ways, this feeling has shaped who I am today. It’s made me a goal-setter, a problem-solver, and someone who thrives on productivity and control. And while those traits have helped me achieve a lot, they’ve also stolen moments of joy—because no matter what I accomplish, that nagging voice still lingers, telling me it’s not enough. Lately, I’ve been sitting with this feeling instead of pushing past it. I’ve made 2025 my year of introspection, and the same two questions keep surfacing: What is enough? And enough for who? I believe that when a thought keeps resurfacing, it’s ...