So my friend Keri of Married2Military posted a blog in response to my post My Dirty Laundry. I was reading her comments on the blog when I came across a message left that said
Nobody's life is perfect, and these blogs are just a glimpse at our lives...the moments we choose to record!
What an amazing statement. It really struck me. Of course, I blog about pretty much anything. I mean, I blogged about shrimp alfredo for crying out loud. But I know at some point in my six years of blogging I have left out a detail or two. There has certainly been some things I have been ashamed to post - either because they were really that bad or because I didn't want to remember them.
This goes against everything I said in my post My Dirty Laundry or Starting Over With No More Censorship but I guess there really is a line you don't cross when posting online.
I didn't write about certain details pertaining to the abuse from my previous marriage. I was too embarrassed and quite frankly, I think I remember it well enough that I didn't need to ever write it down. And if I'm being honest, there are some things I just didn't ever talk about. It doesn't make me any less real - it just means it was too much for me. Maybe the point of blogs for some people is to only capture the good - so they can go back and read about all of the good parts of their life when things get rough. I suppose I can see the point in that.
Doesn't mean I'm going to do that - because sadly, I wouldn't have a blog! haha
I guess I always felt that I should record everything I could stand to - even if it isn't so positive. I want to look back and see where I came from and the moments - good and bad - that made me who I am.
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My Dirty Laundry
I talked with my husband about some of the blogs I have been reading. They all seem so... perfect. Perhaps too perfect? All of these ladies have 3 and 4 children whom they dress up nicely and line up for the camera. They have all these pretty pictures of their gorgeous kids and a lot of their "big problems" don't sound all that bad to me.
It honestly makes me feel bad - like I'm a terrible mom or something when deep down, I know that isn't true. I know the situation we're in looks so horrible, but I also know the truth.
Do people perchance, write only the good stuff to make themselves seem better off than they are? I've always been a very open person - perhaps too open for that matter. If I'm going to write about myself and my life, then I want every angle presented - even the not no pretty ones. I've been told I'm airing my dirty laundry that no one wants to see. But you have to put the dirty clothes in the washing machine before you can ever hope to get that clean smell and warm, fuzzy feeling of clothes fresh from the dryer. That's where my blog comes in. Consider it my public laundromat. Hopefully we all get something out of it - maybe even some free detergent.
I don't want sympathy. I want understanding - and I think we all want that. I'd like to think that people are more accepting and able to identify with one another more than we give them credit for. Maybe if more people wrote about the ugly truths of their lives, the world would be a better place. If you're reading this, I want you to walk away with information. Hopefully it's something you can learn from - maybe not today or tomorrow... but sometime in your life it finds its way back to you and helps you with an important life decision.
Charlie agrees with me in the belief that people write about the good stuff and rarely the bad. I made myself a little self-conscious and wondered if perhaps I was being too gloomy. But this is life and it's real. This blog is really about who I am and what I am facing. It nothing else, it's a reminder to myself of the places I have been and the mountains I have climbed. That is what sets me apart from the blogs full of smiling faces and Suzy home-makers.
Once again, I remind myself that I won't settle. I won't censor myself or feel like I am putting too much of myself into my writing.
It honestly makes me feel bad - like I'm a terrible mom or something when deep down, I know that isn't true. I know the situation we're in looks so horrible, but I also know the truth.
Do people perchance, write only the good stuff to make themselves seem better off than they are? I've always been a very open person - perhaps too open for that matter. If I'm going to write about myself and my life, then I want every angle presented - even the not no pretty ones. I've been told I'm airing my dirty laundry that no one wants to see. But you have to put the dirty clothes in the washing machine before you can ever hope to get that clean smell and warm, fuzzy feeling of clothes fresh from the dryer. That's where my blog comes in. Consider it my public laundromat. Hopefully we all get something out of it - maybe even some free detergent.
I don't want sympathy. I want understanding - and I think we all want that. I'd like to think that people are more accepting and able to identify with one another more than we give them credit for. Maybe if more people wrote about the ugly truths of their lives, the world would be a better place. If you're reading this, I want you to walk away with information. Hopefully it's something you can learn from - maybe not today or tomorrow... but sometime in your life it finds its way back to you and helps you with an important life decision.
Charlie agrees with me in the belief that people write about the good stuff and rarely the bad. I made myself a little self-conscious and wondered if perhaps I was being too gloomy. But this is life and it's real. This blog is really about who I am and what I am facing. It nothing else, it's a reminder to myself of the places I have been and the mountains I have climbed. That is what sets me apart from the blogs full of smiling faces and Suzy home-makers.
Once again, I remind myself that I won't settle. I won't censor myself or feel like I am putting too much of myself into my writing.
