I’m learning that it is hard (but necessary) for me to be completely open with my readers. I wrote a blog post a couple of weeks ago about the inner voices in my head. The article was about negative self talk and for some reason, it struck a chord with many of my readers. They responded extremely well to the post. My readers commented on it and shared it like none of my other ones so far.
The funny thing is, I almost didn’t hit publish on that article. It seemed too personal and the subject was raw to me.
I was terrified to share that side of me with the world. You know the saying, “Once you put something on the internet, it never goes away.”
I can write a million blog posts about “how to do xxx” or the “top 10 reasons why xxx” but to write something so personal scares the beejesus out of me. It felt like I was exposing a weakness. And it quite literally made me sick to my stomach as I was writing it.
Growing as a writer
I’ve been told a million times in my life that I need to get uncomfortable if I want to grow as a person. I guess that applies to growing as a writer too. If I want you to connect with me as a person, I’m going to have to dig deep and let you see the real me. The thought of doing that makes me want to puke, but I’ll do it for you.
So why is being one hundred percent honest and open so terrifying? I think most people put up walls, whether we realize it or not. Understandably, we want to put our best foot forward. We naturally try to hide what we believe to be the undesirable parts of ourselves.
No one, including me, wants to be seen as the hot mess mom or the girl with all the flaws. I would much rather have everyone think I am completely mentally stable and a great mom.
And some of us have deeper issues or reasons to not share so much of ourselves. But even if it is hard to be open, we can all try to be a little more trusting.
Peeling back the filters
We worry so much about what people will think if we let them see the real us. What we are forgetting is that everyone has issues. This age of social media and oversharing would lead us to believe that everyone is living a perfect life on a Caribbean island, wearing a size 6 bikini, with flawless skin, a devoted husband and three or four well behaved, beautiful children. What we don’t realize is that it took 50 tries to get the pictures we see. Or that filters can make almost anyone look good and you never know what is happening behind the scenes.
Have you ever gotten to know someone who you have admired from afar, only to realize that they are as messed up as you? It’s an amazing feeling, right? Doesn’t it make you love them even more as a person when you find out that they are not perfect after all?
Can we agree to be open and honest with each other, even if it is hard?
One of the reasons I started this blog was to show other moms that they are not alone. I wanted to give women a place to giggle at the ridiculous situations we find ourselves in and to know that there are other women in the same predicament as you.
You are not the only women who has ever walked into a work meeting with a burp cloth thrown over her shoulder (true story – I did it). I promise there are plenty of other moms who love their kids so much it hurts, but still cringe when they hear “mommy” for the hundredth time that day. No one is perfect, even if they seem to be.
So I guess the point I’m trying to make with this rambling article is that I will continue to show you the truth and the ugly side of my life if you continue to laugh along with me.
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