I knew that once I started sharing my story that there would be times I would probably regret putting it out there. I would regret being so vulnerable. This is part of the reason why I don’t share my story often. What if the answer is something easy, and I look like a fool for missing it this whole time? What if people are mean and judgmental as has happened in the past?
I thought long and hard about this prior to starting the blog, and I decided that it was worth it if someone else feels less alone by reading my story. However, it doesn’t change the fact that putting myself out there in this way feels like I am walking around in public without any clothes on. That is the best way to describe it. I feel naked. Ha!
Yesterday, I briefly thought about deleting the blog. Is it really helpful for anyone? But then, I quickly reminded myself that I knew this is how it would feel at times. And, I remembered my why. I am trying to be more authentic for both myself and others. I think the world could use more authenticity, so I might as well start with me.
Brutal. Feeling like I am walking around naked.
Beautiful. Maybe by starting with me, I am making my little corner of the world a little more authentic.
Just another day of . . . This Brutiful Life: The Brutal & Beautiful Moments of My Life.
This Brutiful Life 