I’ve got to be honest about something…
I’ve told a lot of lies in my past.
I’ve always wanted people to think I am interesting…
And in all honesty?
I was scared to own up to who I really was.
I didn’t believe that I was someone people would like.
I decided it would be a good idea to pretend I was someone else.
When I was growing up, I would make up stories to my friends about having a nice big family house…
But we only had a flat.
Getting a bit older, I would tell people I went to the most popular clubs in London.
But I had never been to any.
I would agree with everything everyone would say, so they thought we were similar.
But I had the complete opposite opinion.
I would hang out with people who believed only losers are friends with their parents.
But I talked my mum every day.
And God forbid somebody figured out I was from Poland!
I really hated that.
I guess you can imagine how this made me feel?
… and the more I tried to be somebody I was not, the more unhappy and more lost I felt.
Then I realised something…
The reason I had been lying to people this whole time…
I didn’t like myself.
…and because I didn’t like myself?
I assumed other people wouldn’t like me either.
Someone once told me that “It all starts with you!”
I didn’t understand that before, but when I started to want to make changes…
I realised I needed to work on myself first.
•I became curious about who I was
•I started to try and let go of the things I didn’t like about myself
•But most of all, I found my voice and decided to give my real self a chance
I started to like myself a bit more…
I started to be as authentic as possible…
I started to own who I really was!
That’s when the magic happened!
I now LOVE telling stories about my mum working harder than anyone I know to give us a loving home, even if it was just in a flat and not a huge house.
Everyone knows I would rather spend a night cuddling dogs, than partying in clubs anyway!
I am surrounded by the best and most supportive people who mean the world to me, who truly value my opinion.
I love talking to my mum, and we even have an annual mother & daughter trip I look forward to.
I am proud of the country I am from; it’s part of me and my journey.
You see, life is short…
There is no time to do anything other than express yourself fully.
I like myself enough to find MYSELF interesting and that gives me the courage to share it with others.
The funny thing is…
Now I do that, people seem to like me more!
I even get invited to some of the popular clubs in London,no joke!
And the only lie I tell now?
Is that I have a headache so that I can stay in all night and cuddle my dog anyway.
What would happen if you started to own who you really are?