Inspired by my friend Maria's post
Social media makes it really easy to lie.
To make our lives look perfect when our status or pictures are really just reflecting a split second before the madness takes over.
It's easy to crop out the mess behind you in pictures. It's easy to take the ONE smiling kids picture out of the two hundred the you took and pretend that toddler-screaming-contest picnic was all sunshine and rainbows. It's easy to spin stories to make your life sound awesome when you're wondering how you're going to make it through another day.
In honor of trying to keep it real and completely honest, I am posting the following picture.
I have been working very hard on Jillian Michaels 30 shred and was thinking about doing a post about my hard work and snarky comments about her snarky comments blah blah blah.
But instead of a total lie and fake "I have it all together" post, I present to you post-work-out me without cropping out what's really going on at my house (and yes, Carter did plant a little blessing on my tank top seconds after my workout was finished):
Oh, and it's not focused because the auto focus is acting up and I haven't had time to take it somewhere.
In all honesty I am really stressed about some stuff lately and I do the exercise to keep my mind from exploding, not because I'm any type of exercising super woman.
In all honesty I wonder how I am going to make it through this summer.
In all honesty I wonder how I'm going to make it through what I need to get done today.
In all honesty I am incredibly lonely because my two best friends recently moved to Seattle and South Carolina and I am going out of my mind without having them here.
In all honesty I blog because working out my emotions into words takes the weight off of me, but after I publish it I stress because it doesn't sound like it was written by someone who wants to be a published author.
In all honesty, I promote my blog because I am meeting with an agent in a month and need to say X number of people read my blog even when it seems so shallow and silly to try to get more "followers" when I'm clearly not putting on the best show around here. I mean there are some awesome blogs out there....
I think we all try so hard to appear perfect that someones we forget to just be ourselves, reveling in the hard times as well as the good times because there's something to be learned both places. Why are we pretending? What's the point? The people who matter most already know the truth anyway....
This a real person writing this blog who is trying to work off the huge weight gain from two pregnancies. She has throw up on her tank top and a messy house behind her with ants crawling over her tennis shoes. The truth. (OK fine, the ants couldn't make it all the way over my shoes. The ants in my house aren't exactly over achievers)
Anyone have any confessions to share? If you feel brave enough to post a Truth picture on your blog, leave the link in a comment so we can check it out.
Honesty can be liberating. Truly.