Not the closing of Women’s History Month post you were expecting, huh?
But stay with me.
Today’s post isn’t to make you laugh.
Okay, well, maybe it is a little.
It’s here to make you think.
I am sharing it to let us reflect upon how we present ourselves to the world. How we embrace vulnerability. And the masks we wear as women everyday.
We wear makeup to hide the dark circles of fatigue or stress. We hide our greys to cover the reality that everyday, we are growing older. We perfectly curate our lives to hide just how wobbly we may be feeling inside.
Why?
Why do we do this?
Because honesty and vulnerability are hard. They makes us feel naked. It is scary like hell to put our truth on total display. But by showing our less beautiful selves, our REAL selves, we open the door for other women to share theirs. By being brave, we encourage others to take their leap of braveness.
And before you know it, you have a whole world of women being their true selves. Saying, “That’s me,” “That’s my daughter,” “That’s my son,” “That’s my husband,” “I NEED HELP.”
When we are brave and step into our true selves, we allow others to drop their masks. And to be THEIR authentic selves.
And that ripple effect is massive.
That’s how change for women happens.
We start with honesty.
Your truth.
My truth.
We rip off the bandaid, and then slowly begin to heal.
And that’s why I shared this picture as we close women’s month.
To start the conversation.
I want to celebrate all my sisters today. All my sisters trying, succeeding, failing – being their true selves no matter what that may look like. It takes a village to raise a woman.
I love you. I see you.
Share this with a sister to celebrate them – to remind them that you love them with all their truths.
