It feels inauthentic when I look at it. I have not felt any of those things lately.
How fitting though, that Jolie was one of the key people who pushed me to begin writing more openly and honestly so here I am, challenging myself to share myself and once again feel empowered & free.
Its been very hard to write lately.
I take that back.
Its been very hard to share lately.
Not only because I have been so busy with my new project, a renovation of a run down beach house in Baja into a vacation rental, but for many reasons.
My spirit has felt broken.
I feel like I have suffered some serious losses lately. I lost my passion project business, Givebackpackers to a lovestruck, obsessive computer programmer that stole the company by creating a competing website with the same name, to force me to work with him. I’ve been harassed by this “friend” who wanted more than friendship for months now, causing me to fear for my safety and my security.
I lost my boyfriend of a year because of his health issues and have felt like I am constantly defending our mutual decision to people who just don’t understand how “love just wasn’t enough.”
I lost a lot more money than I anticipated on this Mexico house, discovering everything from the floors, kitchen, windows to the plumbing and electrical needed to be completely replaced before even beginning to furnish.
And besides just money, I have lost time and faith, hiring people who stole from me, took advantage of my kindness and lacked the support of the neighborhood that I was expecting going into this project.
Watching my stepmom’s health struggle to return with more chemo than was expected while my best friend is going through the same heartbreak of watching her mom fight cancer has been emotionally exhausting.
I am living in a constant state of defending myself, picking myself back up and forcing a smile.
I’m a strong person because of everything that I have been through my whole life, parenting myself from the time I was 5 years old to starting a business in a recession after dropping out of college to traveling the world alone.
There’s so much I can face without fear but being on the defense all the time is exhausting.
I can play offense. It’s easy to be the one running down the field but much scarier to have someone running at you.
I’ve defended my choices and my business, my house and my freedom. I’ve even had to defend my writing.
I’ve been hurt by the things people have said to me and behind my back. I’ve been tired of defending who I am, what I have created and why.
I feel tired of defending and tired of being vulnerable. I want to shut it all down and hide away.
I’m afraid of being rejected or hurt any more. I’m afraid I won’t be able to be strong through any more of it.
I’m a strong person but I am sensitive. I know that I do not have to defend myself to the people who matter. The ones that matter already know me and love and support me and the ones who I feel defensive to, do not matter.
I have held off for months on sharing my writing and my thoughts and these insane experiences. I have been biting my tongue to feel safe and supported. I have been seeking comfort and stability and ways to nurture myself.
I am writing and sharing this because I find strength in my honesty. I am not a fake person. I do not need to be adored by the masses and make everyone else feel comfortable at the expense of my own freedom.
So if you are reading this with anything but love, why are you reading?
If you are reading this with love and support in your heart, thank you. You are why I share.