My Paradox

Have you ever felt misunderstood? Are there times, when you express yourself, but yet it seems that very few people “get it”?  Or perhaps it is that I am, just now, beginning to "get" this about myself.  Whatever the reason, since this has been swirling around in my brain for a while now, I think it’s time to put it into words.

In this blog, I am open, honest, and share about challenging times – times when I feel raw, confused, sad, and vulnerable. I confess my weaknesses. I may sound very vulnerable, pathetic, delicate, and fragile. And, at times, I do feel those exact ways.

But, that is not who I am.

In fact, I suggest the opposite – a paradox, if you will.

Because I am weak, I am strong.

Let me, again declare (if only for myself):  I. AM. STRONG.

I am not afraid to face my weaknesses. I am not afraid to look into myself and recognize that I can be wrong, misdirected, hurtful, and mean. For, I am human and I am flawed. Fortunately, I am also driven to analyze myself, and learn and grow from my errors. I choose to face my blemishes, instead of ignore, deny, blame, or dismiss them. I do this so that I can become a better person. A better me.

When push comes to shove, I am confident with who I am. And, secure in all aspects of me – even the unattractive parts. I am not afraid to be ME – out loud!  Each time I click “publish” I am confident in what I have written and know that what was sent out, into the vortex of the internet, is an honest reflection of me.

I do, however, realize that the perceptions of my writing are yours to form.

I am just asking that you consider (and for me to remember), that what might seem weak, may actually be strong.

Thanks.
 Today I am participating in Pour Your Heart Out Wednesday hosted by Shell at Things I Can't Say.