There once was a man who never introduced himself the same way twice.
In one town he was The Success Story.
In another he was The Failure Who Almost Made It.
At church he was The Strong One.
At work he was The Closer.
At home he was The Quiet One.
But none of those names were his.
They were borrowed.
He collected them the way other men collect jackets — putting one on depending on the weather of the room.
When people praised him, he wore “Gifted.”
When they criticized him, he wore “Not Enough.”
When he compared himself, he wore “Behind.”
When he tried to prove himself, he wore “I’ll Show You.”
The problem with borrowed names is this:
They never quite fit.
They itch.
They weigh heavy.
They require constant adjustment.
And the worst part?
You start to forget what your real name sounds like.
One day, while walking through a crowded marketplace of opinions, the man passed an old mirror seller.
The seller called out,
“Sir — you’ve dropped something.”
The man turned.
“I haven’t dropped anything.”
The old seller smiled.
“You dropped your name.”
He handed him a small, cracked mirror.
“Look.”
The man resisted.
He had grown comfortable adjusting to reflections others gave him.
But he leaned in anyway.
And for the first time, he didn’t see a title.
He didn’t see a performance.
He didn’t see applause or shame.
He saw a man — unfinished, imperfect, but solid.
A man who didn’t need to impress.
A man who didn’t need to hide.
A man who didn’t need a new name every season.
Underneath all the borrowed labels… was the name he had been given before he ever earned anything.
He took off “Successful.”
He folded up “Failure.”
He laid down “Strong.”
He released “Disappointment.
He tore up “Comparison.”
And he walked away wearing only one name:
His own.
People were confused.
“You’ve changed,” they said.
He shook his head.
“No. I’ve stopped borrowing.”
And for the first time in his life, he didn’t adjust himself to the room.
The room adjusted to him.
🤔 How many names are you still wearing that were never yours?
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This is where we take off borrowed names.
This is where clarity replaces confusion.
This is where identity becomes unshakable.
Come take a look in the mirror with us.