It’s really hard to put yourself out there. Like really, really hard. You open yourself up to judgement, scrutiny,
assumptions and expectations. But on the
flip side, you also allow yourself to be open to love, support, personal
growth, and hopefully, making an impact.
It is definitely a balance that you pray leans in your favor.
I have experienced love and support and it has come from the
most unexpected places.
This has been
the most special and humbling part of putting myself out there, not realizing
how much you are supported by those you never knew were even paying attention
to you! And not to mention also feeling the love from complete strangers.
Honestly though, this isn’t all about rainbows and
unicorns. Of course, everything you see
on social media looks great and perfect most of the time. It’s mostly smoke and
mirrors. We often portray the illusion
that we all have our sh*t together.
I know that it may appear on the surface that I know what I
am doing. It may seem as though I had all this extra time on my hands to sit
around and write a book (or two, yes, I ended up writing two). Unfortunately, that isn’t really the case or
premise under which this book was born, and I feel that it is important to
share just a little snippet of my backstory -what is behind all the smoke and
mirrors, so that anyone who reads this will understand my ‘why'.
For over the last three years, I have been a completely
stressed out for a ton of different reasons.
I am not going to talk about those reasons because I don’t want to open
myself up that much right now. Just know
that things are not what they seem all the time from what is portrayed by me on
social media. Some of us do a really
good job of putting on a smile and refocusing when the world around us feels
like it is filled with dark clouds, obstacles constantly in the way, and
completely against us. The amount of
stress some of us live and face is unbearable and while there is always someone
going through a worse hell, your own hell is what can consume you.
This has been my life for a while. I have been consumed by
things beyond my control. I have had a choice everyday to let it win, or I
could do everything in my power to keep fighting the good fight—and there have
been many. There have been countless days when I would want to throw in the
towel, curl up with a neat whiskey, and raise up the white flag-but somehow, I
didn’t. I decided I was going to take
control in any way I could and fight back. I was going to fight for the ‘B’
that is ME.
I had an ah ha! moment one night in early November and
realized that I needed an outlet, and that very night, I finally started to
write. I needed a distraction and something to focus my energy on and writing
proved to be incredibly therapeutic. I
am not even a writer, had no idea what I was doing, but it just flowed. So much
so that I ended up writing a second book.
For myself, this was a labor of love and a means to keep my sanity and
have something to look forward to. It became my light. I looked forward to holding
onto my own sanity and identity each time my fingers typed.
And it’s true, I didn’t tell a single soul that I was
writing because firstly, I didn’t actually know if I would get anywhere with it
once I was finished, and secondly, I wanted to do it for me without the added
stress of the opinions of what I should or shouldn’t be writing about. And here
we are….
This is why when I put myself out there and can feel the
love back, I am truly humbled and feeding off of that love right now. It’s been my baby and my light, and I thank
you for shining it back so brightly. I started to feel a little twinge of guilt
like I shouldn’t be so excited and happy, anyone can write a book—but then came
to my senses and am owning the fact that this is my accomplishment I can look
back on, right in this very moment even.
I can say I did it. And I did it for me. I will take my own
advice and allow myself to relish in it and have something to be excited about
and look forward to right now. I can feel
some of the smoke dissipating and the light is starting to shine through and reflect
onto me.
Xo
Gina