I Was Ashamed Of My Story – Are You Ashamed of Yours?

Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives, but none about his or her own.

*E-x-h-a-l-e*

Like why?

Deep down, we all know we’re pretending to get our shit together, some are just better at pretending than others, so why judge?

This is not a rant, this is literally me writing down my thoughts at 2:22 in the morning when everything just seems that much clearer.

I published a post the other day about me marrying my Muslim husband and to my surprise a lot of people for some reason related to my story, others didn’t.

I will be the first to say that this was one of the most difficult stories I have had to share because I was so afraid of what people who didn’t know me, who didn’t know us, would think of our love. But it got to a point where I felt selfish for keeping this story bottled up and sharing everything else. For me, I felt like I wasn’t being fully true to myself – I felt fake.

And one of the things I often ask God is to please show me who I really am. That may seem odd. But as I go through life, I want to never lose sight of the truth of my existence.

You see the thing is, I write about what happens to me. I write about my curiosity. And if one person follows an idea and it helps them, then I am happy.

My creative contribution to the world doesn’t need validation. Neither does yours.

Unless we’re writing venomous words or taking our sculptures or photographs or paintings and bashing people over the heads with them then we don’t need to say sorry.

We don’t need to doubt our path or our message.

I’m so over other people’s judgery.

I tend to adopt the belief that it’s better to promote what I love instead of bashing what I hate.

These days I don’t generally like to give my energy to people or places that I don’t feel are worth my time or attention.

When things are good – I share it.

When I have days where I feel like crap (yes, I do have them), I talk about those too.

I won’t sweep anything under the carpet. Apart from anything I am almost neurotic when it comes to cleaning and I’d be seriously stressed about anything under the carpet.

I am no river of guidance, but I am honest and open about who I am.

So I share.

Writing is my guiding philosophy of life. It’s not a passion or a purpose. It’s the way I live.

So I share.

Stop fooling yourself into believing you are small when you are inherently magnificent.

So share.

Stop toning yourself down for others and stop dimming your light because it might burn those around you.

So share.

Some tales can only be told with tears – otherwise, they are incomplete, they are untrue.

So cry if you have to.

But share.

You are not invisible, even when you feel like you are.

You are shaping the way a person feels, every time you draw near.

You are brushing up against hundreds or thousands of people a year, and THEY FEEL YOU. They sense you. Share something good with them, even if you never see their faces or learn their names.

Surely I can’t be the only one wanting to read something that’s true?

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