Weird? Yup. That is self-proclaimed too. Now, you might think two things:
A. She’s crazy! She looks like she’s got her shit together!
B. I get it. I’m like her.
If you’re thinking A, well, I’m going to fill you in and trust me…I do not have all my shit together. If you’re thinking B, I’m glad you’re with me because we’re not alone in this world.
Let’s start with all you A-ers out there. You may follow me regularly, here or on my social media accounts and see a lot of good things being posted. Listen, I like to spout positivity because it helps me feel better and I think what I have to share can be of value for some one you. I’ve got a lot of ideas crammed in this tiny, little head of mine and I’ve gotta get them out. The thing is, you don’t see a lot of pictures of my messy house, my exhaustingly long work days or what I look like in the morning. Trust me, you don’t want to see that. It ain’t pretty. I may look like I have my shit together but behind the scenes, I’m a hot mess.
For the B-ers, you and I can probably relate on a lot of things. My bed isn’t made every morning, sometimes I leave dirty dishes in the sink and even sometimes I skip an event because, let’s be honest, I’ve got better things to do. You get me, right? We fall into a category that I call weird because we live outside of what others call normal. We may want things that others don’t want and some of us may even be working hard (like really hard) to follow our dreams and the normal folks don’t understand us. Us weird people are dreamers. And trust me, that’s ok.
Now why did I tell want to tell you this story and air my dirty laundry? Well, I want to be real…like really real…with you. Part of my story was posted on Insta on Thursday and as I typed out the caption, I started to cry because I realized I was finally beginning to realize that it’s ok to be weird and different and want things you friends and family don’t. I mean, I tell my husband all the time that I’m the Black Sheep of my family because I want a l life that’s full of freedom, not traveling and being able to make choices not decision. And sadly, I think I may have lost some friends and family along the way because of my choices. But yesterday I realized that that’s ok because my Tribe has found me on my path and we’ve locked arms and said “We’re doing this together!”
So if you’re feeling weird, like you’re the Black Sheep of your family and like you’re totally alone, don’t worry…you’re not. There are tons of people out there that will understand you. Including me.
Now, let’s all air our hot mess life together! Comment with your hot mess moment and be proud of it. Remember, things happen and they happen for a reason.