My throat! Ahem! Ahem!! Ahem!!!! Alright!!!
It has come to my attention that there are some who perceive me as fake. Excuse me while I laugh uncontrollably……..
Okay, I’m back. Fake. Now, for clarity, the person who had the thought to utter such a ridiculous claim doesn’t know me. They don’t know my life. My joys. My struggles. My triumphs. My defeats. My fears. Nothing about me. Nothing. So, the claim of falseness is laughable.
Ten years ago, my reaction would have been very different. Ten years ago, I would have crumbled into a crying heap, desperate to prove the statement wrong. Or, I would have driven to find that person and had “words” with this person.
Instead, I laughed. Growth, my friends. It is possible. I laughed. And continued to laugh. Sounds slightly crazy right?
I laughed because I know who I am. Fake is not who I am. What you see is what you get. And, believe me when I say, it took decades to learn to be okay with others perceptions of me. It took just as long to find out who I wanted to be as a person and truly become that person.
I am a mother who loves her children, all five of them, unconditionally and without question. I may not have grown them all from scratch, but they are mine and I will fiercely love and protect them. I am a wife who adores her husband. Even when he makes me roll my eyes as his crazy antics. I will love and support him with everything that I am.
I am a woman who has spent a lot of her life desperate to please everyone, afraid to mess up, and insisting on perfection from myself in every instance. I no longer use others thoughts of me as a yard stick to measure myself. I am a writer who uses words to paint pictures and show others that life is beautifully messy and that they aren’t alone.
You see, I laugh at this persons perceived notion of me because I know who I am. It’s taken a lot of work to find who I am. I honestly feel sad for the person who dislikes me enough to spread such things about me. But, I forgive them. And that’s for me, not them.