My Truth

The truth is among us. Honestly, ignore those that reject my truth or if it generates chills. However, I will keep this all separate for now directly from my personal life. I’m building a new, far better than before life for myself; the one I always knew I could have if I truly wanted or would let myself reach. Truthfully, I’m already pushing forward; don’t let oneself settle no matter the age.

Since I’m an unfiltered individual now, my truth is that it doesn’t really matter which kind, how many, where, or what I wish to do. My truth is that I have, will and continue to make myself a better self and commit to never letting any one take that away from me. I’m engraving a far better life than ever before, the way I always wanted.

My truth with this particular entry and this entire theory is that I will always have an opinion perhaps on every thing, but most definitely on my life and it will always be truthful, with more heart, emotion than I revealed before.

I’ve always sought perfection within myself; others never because that is for them to decide, seek or push their own self. I believe in positive, “glass-half” full, but with realism and pragmatism, as convoluted one can make it. I figuratively fell-down with most others, even my family, most friends never understanding what was upon us. That type of feeling, family functioning was engraved in all and that’s why I am, indeed, a fighter. Always.

My truth is not to lift myself-up to some status that is never worth it, nor that it will do much. I’ve marched on, with a fierce determination that through the last few years, the only one truly holding me back was me. Truth.

I was never some robotic, unfeeling, plus cold inches toward the sky despite that vision; however the truth was, at least at times, I was a most feeling, warmest heart, one might achieve, at least at the time and far more today. I was afraid of others using a scalpel on my heart, them and others finding and understanding my truth at least at the time.

My truth that I finally realized is that regardless of others saw it, slightly discovered that it never mattered. I searched for perfection within myself, but always believing that I had an Achilles heel that no one could really ever, truly, know. The truth was indeed real but withheld from just the few I trusted.

My hidden truth became a non-coping mechanism that disaffected me from the ones I loved fervently and others. I didn’t express it nor did much to show it as a vague quiver. I show my emotion now and will never take advantage of people’s love for me; but show and express my unfiltered innocent or heartfelt love to those that I care to my utter core.

As I move forward with further posts I will speak, push, yell and hush to the world. I want my truth with a yearning hope that as I begin to reveal it, regardless of politics and my travels, will help those with their own stories.

Never let the truth be “it is, what it is.” It’s so often confided to me, almost monthly, that despite it, I’ve never agreed. Your truth — never give up, no matter how far you fall nor how much some idiot smashes your face in mud. I’m not on a stage; I’m revealing most of “my truth” knowing that it’s part of my coping and hopefully another soul. I hope you will get up and push forward more fervently than ever before, peacefully.