People ask me all the time how I can be so honest about my life on a public platform.
They want to know how I can write about heartbreak, disappointment, dreams, desires, betrayal…
It’s an endless list really, of the stuff I share.
But each of you have a list of things in your life similar to that, it’s just a list you don’t want to talk about.
I’m not special—I don’t have more stuff that is difficult to talk about. I just have more difficulty not talking about difficult stuff.
This is why.
We live in an era where everything is smoke and mirrors because of social media.
People live behind this screen of pretense, fueled by many outside elements.
Narcissism is real, because of this.
So what I’m telling you here is that I’m scared of secrets.
I’m scared of fake people.
I’m scared that one day my kids will grow up not knowing how to be real, how to be kind and how to make a difference.
I want to ensure that my journey helps someone reach their dreams and take risks.
I want to ensure that by sharing my pain & be open and real about it, it might bring awareness to the next victim & she might not get her heart ripped apart.
I want to ensure that when I constantly say I want genuine and real people around me, someone might step out of a toxic relationship & see their worth.
So today, when I have a natural instinct to keep something a secret or just keep quiet, I think to myself, “Why? Why don’t I want people to know?”
Because my calling is to live an honest life, and my eyes are open, and I’m trying my hardest to be good and kind and make the world a better place.