What is it to be completely honest? I guess this is my moment. Didn’t realize until my visit home that I wasn’t really being honest with myself. I haven’t been keeping it real with my readers or myself. to be honest I thought I was being honest. Some may know me as The Healing Writer across all platforms. Before I was The Healing Writer I was A Vegan Gypsie. One of the reasons I changes my handles was because I felts as though I wasn’t being true to the name. I started back eating seafood and I didn’t want the world to know me just for my way of eating.
The Honest Writer
The Healing Writer was born to be my pathway to authentically being me. That never happened. Turns out I didn’t know how to just be myself in a sense. It was easy to be myself 100% because I’ve never done it. If you follow me on social you know that I keep it pretty professional for the most part. But that begins to make it harder and harder to connect with people.
I wouldn’t post a lot of the things I wanted to. Fear of whether it was a good look for me or not was always in the back of my mind. And what’s been crazier is my desire to write was diminishing. It was slowly fading away because I was trying to write how I was taught. What I really need to do was be the artist that I am And write from the center.
My trip home to Cleveland, Ohio was the best thing that could have happened to me. Although I dragged my feet on going, I went anyway. I’ve been living away from home for 15 years now. Normally when I go home I just stay at my mom’s house and then leave. This time I was out and about and I stayed for an entire week (which is record-breaking.) It was different it’s like something within was sparked. It’s like a disconnection I’ve been feeling was back connected. This was the moment I realized that I wasn’t being honest with myself.
Honesty is the best policy
Now, when I say I wasn’t being honest with myself this is what I’m saying. Wasn’t honest in clear about what I wanted out of life exactly and what was required to obtain it. I hadn’t embraced the fact that I really wasn’t working as hard as I should have been. I often dumb my personality down(don’t know why.) Being clear on what I don’t want. I’m feeling like I went home to get myself. Like I’ve been with only half of me.
Honestly, I am glad this happened I knew I was missing something just didn’t know what. Turns out that something was me. The moment I sat down and begin to embrace who and all that I am (the parts of me I ignored.) Was the moment everything really made sense. I
Listen, I don’t know what’s best for you but I can share what worked for me. Yes, I am a professional with all these certifications/degrees. But, these degrees will never trump life’s journey. As I heal I share, As I share I heal.
Later for now,
The Healing Writer
