Imperfectly human.

I have been busy typing, but the things I have been typing are things that I cannot share. I know where is the fun in that? I was recently asked if I started a website, referring to this. I have always found writing/journaling to be very therapeutic. I know a lot of what I share can be a little all over the place and rambling, but it helps to just write/type it out. If I don’t then I just sit there and overplay, overthink it all and it’s not doing me any good. That’s why I started this, I have a place to turn to when I just need to let it out. It’s solely for me, but I am sure there is some fun/interest in it for others. I love being able to read posts from others that I can 100% relate to, and not have to feel bad that I am not the only one who doesn’t have my shit together. Or I am not the only one who is struggling with kids, life, or any other random curve ball that hits me in the face. There is so much “perfect” on social media, that don’t get me wrong looks great…but how many takes did they have to do to get that. How much crap did they push out of the way to get that one “perfect” shot? I want to see it all. I want to see the good, the bad, and the ugly. I want to be let in to know that I am not the only one that doesn’t have all good days. I want to scroll through social media and RELATE to everything I see and NOT compare myself to a picture. Even though the reality of it all is that the picture I am looking at isn’t always that “perfect”. I want to be something that shares it all and is 100% fine with being imperfectly human.

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