When I hit publish on my about page last month and shared part of my story with the world, I knew it would be a difficult thing for some people to read, but I didn’t really consider what the reaction might be.
You might think that writing it would’ve been the hard part, and as far as the first draft goes, it probably was. But after so many tweaks, edits, and rewrites, that small part of my history seemed like little more to me than a page full of technical jargon that I barely understood. Until other people started reading it.
With the exception of when I was going through it, and felt ashamed of what was happening at home, I never really had a problem with talking about my past. I mean, it wasn’t a conversation I lead with when meeting someone for the first time, but the people I was closest to knew the gist.
But putting it out there in written form for the world to see, and being reminded of all of the versions of myself I had to go through to get to the one sending you this note today triggered so many feelings I wasn’t prepared for.
Another thing I wasn’t prepared for, is that by carving out this one little slice of my own life and sharing it, I inadvertently inspired many of you to share your own stories. I’ve received so many emails, Facebook messages and comments in the last couple of weeks from women from all walks of life who told me about their struggles of growing up in poverty, or in abusive families, or having to watch their loved ones slowly kill themselves with alcohol or drugs.
These stories were heart wrenching to read, but there was something unexpectedly uplifting about them as well. It was like we all felt as though we were a part of this collective sisterhood…a group of women who understood that we were connected in more ways than we were not. I hope I never forget that feeling of knowing another person without ever having met them.
All I can say is, thank you. Thank you for sharing who you are and who you were with me. Thank you for reinforcing for me that life is about connection, and understanding, and love.
Blessings, Love & Light,