Faker Faker Belly Acher
I am such a fraud.
No really, I am.
Here I am trying to encourage, uplift and create safe space for people to be authentic in and there are days when I just feel like throwing in the towel. No. Smothering the world with a towel. That’s more like it. Which makes me feel like a fraud...but what it really makes me is 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓵.
I spoke with two of my most brilliant friends yesterday and both conversations led into how sometimes we have to pretend to like people. Gosh, that sounds so cruel coming out of my own mouth but it’s 𝒯𝓇𝓊𝓉𝒽.
I think I’m at a point in my life where I understand the basic psychology behind why some people are awful. It seems to boil down to insecurity and pain. Which I naturally want to fix. So you see, I go back and forth between screaming profanities in my car when I get cut off and loving humans to a damn fault.
So this post is about this: We are not perfect creatures. God knows we all have days. Those days. You know...the ones where we would rather pour hot sauce in our own eyes than function in society...but here’s the catch....
We must be 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓵 if we are going to help each other grow! Because who wants to learn from someone who has no faults?
I would rather hear about your outburst in the Walmart parking lot with your kids and how you pulled it together enough to get milk and get home without selling them off with the Girl Scout cookie boxes that are stacked up in your entry way and haven’t been moved since UPS dropped them off last Tuesday.
I would rather know that you cry. I want you to know that I cry when I’m mad and I mean U.G.L.Y cry.
I would rather you know that you’ve got my back just as much as I’ve got yours because no, I can’t do it all by myself and yes I’m exhausted and no, I have no idea how I can keep this schedule and not fall over.
If we compare ourselves to something that isn’t real we will wear our souls out.
Let’s be ok with being real ya’ll and see what kind of changes we can spark then 🔥