Everyone has a story. Regardless of how you grew up, your story matters and it should be shared with the world. For a long time, I used to be ashamed of my story. My childhood was chaos and I never wanted to tell anyone what really went on inside the walls of my childhood home.
After many years, I finally figured out that everything really does happen for a reason. Looking back at all the lessons I have learned from all that chaos has shaped me to be the woman I am today.
I am here to tell you, do not be ashamed and honor your story. In fact, embrace it and share it.
As a young adult, I played that comparison game with my friends all the time. Their home life and the ones I watched on TV, seemed picture perfect. Loving parents, close siblings, fun birthdays, happy holidays, and so much more. It pained me that my life wasn’t exactly “picture perfect” and it made me bitter.
Thank goodness I didn’t have Instagram or Facebook back then. With these new apps, I am sure there are people out there playing the comparison game at another level. That game can be deadly. Honestly, its perhaps the worst part of social media. People posting just the right photo with just the right lighting. I know because I am guilty of it sometimes.
The truth of it all, is our stories have shaped us. As we grow older, we learn from our failures, mistakes and the chaos. It took me years of failed friendships, relationships and occupations to figure out that my sole purpose in life was to experience both the positive and negative, to survive it and show others that they can too.
I was recently told that the key to getting it all in life was to break your story and to not live in it. But after much meditation, it’s not about breaking your story, it’s about embracing it and learning ways of not repeating the failures or mistakes.
Learn to love yourself so much that you love even the ugliest parts of you. All the imperfections of who we are, all those broken pieces of our past have molded us into the beings we are today.
We all have a fire inside of us. That fire that keeps us going, that drive that pushes us, that instinct to take the next breath. Never let anyone put your fire out. Make sure you surround yourself with people who help keep your fire going. Surround yourself with people who will light your fire back up when life has extinguished it.
Please hear me, we are beautiful, intricate and miraculous human beings. Our lives, no matter how perfect or imperfect it is, its still a LIFE. We are breathing, our blood is pumping through our veins, our organs are functioning and we are ALIVE.
I heard this from someone and I loved it, “Life is the gift God gave us. What we do with that life is our gift to God.”
What will you do with your life?
