In my head this is me:
Yep. In my brain I am a brunette from the 70’s and look AMAZEBALLS in red boots, pantyhose and a strapless USA themed bathing suit.The tiara is also great for evenings on the town…
Actually what I mean is…..I got this. I got it. I figured it out. I can do it all on my own. Even if I don’t know what I’m doing or how to do something….I don’t need help. Ever. With anything. Ever. Nope. Got it.
Very often I forget and must admit to myself (however hard it may be) that I am a human being. Yes, I said it. I am just a human being. I am fallible. I make mistakes. I don’t know everything. I cannot do everything. I have feelings (which can get really messy sometimes). I am not perfect nor do I do many things perfectly.
I admit: what I just said above made me throw up in my mouth a little.
It makes me laugh when I think about the number of times I have wanted to apologize to people for what I feel are enormous deficiencies, when in reality it’s just me being human. What also amazes me is (once I get over myself) how easy it is to ask for help. And how, 9 times out of 10, I get exactly what I need; whether it’s a piece of advice, a hug, a smile, directions, etc……and more importantly what I ALWAYS get when I ask for help is the reminder not to take myself so fucking seriously. The reminder that I am not alone. That I am not Wonder Woman (no matter how hard I try). That we are all in this together. That I am not a martyr, nor do I want to be one. That saying “I don’t know” is ok. That I am on a journey. That I am learning. That I am enough. That I am a human being and that that is a beautiful thing.
Laugh loud. Love louder. Live loudest.