I never was overly concerned with being popular. What I wanted more than anything was to be genuine.
I just wanted to reveal my true self and not pretend to be anything or anyone I’m not. I’ve always felt pretty much alone in life. Like I was the only one like me out there. And if we are honest, that is true for all of us. We really are the only one like ourselves.
But these last three years while writing I’ve learned to like me a lot more than I ever did…EVER.
I grew up feeling like I should be different. I was married for 18 years felling like I should be different. I felt like I never measured up and wanted to desperately.
Writing this blog has allowed me to purposefully reflect on my life and share it with so many of you. It has allowed me the ability to go back in time and understand better where I was at and to see how much I’ve grown. I like that I’m a little messy, I like that I pick and choose what to be passionate about but when I’m in I’m all in. I like that I share my heart with people and I’m not afraid of revealing too much.
Now I LOVE who I am.
I’m not 100% there as I do sometimes revert to repeating that stupid word in my head at myself. But I’m starting to learn to give myself a break. I know I’m a different person for the almost 400 entries I’ve penned.
Thank you for reading. Thank you to those who have encouraged me along the way. It’s meant a lot to me. I’ve received the most amazing emails from women mostly who have identified in some way with my story. It truly astounds me. I’ve never been more optimistic that my life will soon be much too boring to read about! I know enough to realize it’s completely out of my hands.
Here’s to my improvised life and all the twists and turns along the way!