Authenticity breaks even the most stubborn defenses. It’s like the light piercing through the hardest of shells.
I knew you cracked. I cracked first before the light in me was able to crack the shit out of you. I knew you didn’t expect it. It was all too uncomfortable. It beat the hell out of me first. I was willing to put up a life-and-death fight. But I chose to surrender and liberate myself instead. I didn’t like it because it’s simply not a thing to like. But it’s one of those things we just have to go through if we want to move a step closer to freedom.
You’ve mentioned that it was obvious how you didn’t open up that much. But maybe if we become closer, you would open up, too. On the other hand, you have done a lot of introspection. We all have our own processes. Your time will come. Let’s just say that my introspective phase came a bit earlier (though it would come back again in time, of course) and now is my time to let it all out. All the things I have shared were not really that difficult to share for me because I never saw them as sensitive or taboo. But by going through the process of sharing, I’ve realized that it makes a whole lot of difference when you make something private public.
It’s not about being validated, actually but more about taking that leap of faith.
It’s an affirmation that you’ll be okay not because a safety net will catch you but because you’ll grow your wings and discover you can fly.
Authenticity makes us feel vulnerable but it actually makes us stronger.
You told me I was cool and that you liked the person you saw in me when I chose to “bare it all”. I am not sure which parts of me you actually found cool. Perhaps, my boldness? I’ve been known by my friends and those I have worked with as someone who has always been daring. I don’t really see myself that way, though.
All I know is that if we are not being authentic then what are we sharing with the world? The world needs each of our own uniqueness.
I don’t intend to be cool. I just couldn’t help being blunt and candid and random and awkwardly, painfully and gloriously myself.
It warms my heart to know I have influenced someone. I have made someone think and love themselves a little more. It warms my heart to know my courage has made someone braver, too.
Your time will come. Know yourself and trust the process. I couldn’t help but see how beautiful you are. *flying kisses