Since I have been posting a link to this blog on my Facebook, I have noticed that people are in pain. Yet, nobody knows. Nobody speaks about their own personal distress, Until someone else does it first.
I am that person. I was honest about my experience , and now people are coming to me with their stories. I love that they feel they can do this. Mostly I just listen. Really listen, without making it about me.
Once you make yourself open and vulnerable, life becomes Open and Beautiful. I have realised that we are all heart and flesh, and we all hurt in our lives, sometimes, somewhere.
People need to come together, and look after eachother. I try to look after myself, and my special ones everyday, and now I am privileged to be able to hear other human stories.
People are amazing. And sad, and lonely.
People Do Need People.
My tribe is finally coming forward and we are leaning on eachother, as it should be.
Also I have stopped scrolling through Facebook aimlessly, it zaps my energy and makes me anxious. It’s only been a couple of days, but I feel slightly better already. I am feeling more connected to my home life, as I’m not constantly looking into others ‘ shiny ‘ lives.
Lives are not all shiny and Facebook worthy, and I’m beginning to appreciate that it’s better to be authentic, than to be shiny and popular.
We are a messy, shouty bunch and I am making my peace with this. It’s My Perfect Messy Life. – (without 5000 following me – anywhere)
My Messenger is Always Open. ☺😊☺