Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, we find ourselves scrolling more than we probably even notice. One thumb swipe leads to the next and before you know it, an hour has gone by. Our friends will let us have a front row seat into their personal lives, family vacations, child milestones etc. However, nine times out of ten we are only seeing the shiny, happy things that happened during that road trip they took….not the child who had a poop accident while in the car seat, cough cough!
People can appreciate your strengths, but will relate more to your weaknesses. So why are we all hiding behind our screens and portraying this shiny image that might not be real? Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy Social Media mainly for the fact of seeing positive things and don’t necessarily want to scroll through everyone complaining about their horrible day.
That’s not my point.
My point is where is the relatability, the true inner feelings, the struggle, the pain, the strength you may have received from dealing with something everyone else is blind to? Where is your truth?
I dream to be a shameless truth teller in hopes to inspire others to do the same. Of course I will post pictures of my family on the weekend, proud moments with my son, and exciting adventures we have as a family. What I also want people to know, is behind the polished days, there are times where the shine has faded and I never want anyone to assume their life is less than, just from a simple picture.
So here I am, telling my truth, shamelessly.
Let me give you an example of when social media almost tore me to pieces, and I mean could make me cry on the drop of a dime. This was a time when I could have used more truth tellers, and people willing to share their real stories, as I now have met so many from telling my own.
Let’s turn back the clock a few years. At this time I could open Facebook and within seconds it seemed, someone I knew had announced they were expecting a child! Turn on Instagram, and boom, out pops a newborn baby! Exciting right? Of course it was! I love kids, always dreamed of starting my own family, it gave me hope that it would happen for us.
Months went by, and then years, then one niece turned into five nieces and nephews all while we had been still praying for our own. The excitement and joy started to weaken internally and I could hardly deal unless I opened up about our issues.
I think I heard this question multiple times a week, “when will you guys have kids?” For a while my answer would be, “We are just going through our honeymoon stage, will probably start trying soon!” Meanwhile, we had been going to reproductive health appointments, had been placed on different drugs, shots to the belly, IUI treatments and scheduled baby making time!
There are multiple rude and insensitive comments made by people close to me, that still ring in my ears. But, the thing is, when people don’t know what you are going through, or how much it’s affecting you, their comments are not made with the intention to hurt you, rather out of ignorance.
I decided to open up to people about it, not on social media right away, but to family, friends and people that I knew had gone through something similar. I immediately felt a weight lifted, I could breathe again! I didn’t feel the sense of pressure, the failure, and loss that fertility issues can often bring.
I am beyond grateful to have my now two year old son Dawson; he has been such a blessing to our family and truly worth the wait. I encourage anyone to open up and talk to someone if going through something similar, it just might make a difference in your journey.
My wish is for you to know the power in speaking your truth and not always putting on a show for the camera. I want you to know that we all have the ability to say the same thing, but each and every one of us has a different sound; that is what makes a choir so breathtaking.
Make your voice heard, be authentic, be vulnerable, and be a shameless truth teller. You just might change someone’s life.