I was given a label today. While normally that wouldn’t be a good thing, I am owning it. I was told that I am “emotionally honest”. I let that sink in for a moment after I heard it.
I don’t hide my feelings often. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I complain a little too much. And, I don’t fake feelings to make other people more comfortable. But, the truth is, being emotionally honest can make others feel really uncomfortable, and it can lead to uncomfortable situations. It can lead to heartache when others don’t understand, and it can lead to confusion when others don’t act the way you expect them to because they are not like you.
It’s not to say that my way is better. It’s just who I am.
In fact, being emotionally honest can be difficult. It can make you vulnerable, and it can hurt others. Sometimes being emotionally honest can make you want to hide from those that you don’t feel safe being honest with. But, I think that’s OK. It’s OK to protect yourself.
I’m mulling all of that over while I think about things that have been making me happy as of late…..here are a few:
My life is good. So SO good. Yet, that doesn’t mean that I’m always happy. But, I’m honest enough to admit that. And, I’m always working on trying to be happy.
Even when it doesn’t come easy.
And, I hope that there are others out there that can recognize that seeing the happy doesn’t come naturally to all of us. It’s not just about focusing on the positive. It isn’t that simple. Some of us have to really look for it. Even when it is right in front of us. But, that doesn’t make us any less of a good person than those of you that come by it naturally and easily. And, it doesn’t make me any less grateful.
It just makes me, me. Imperfect. Not afraid to admit it. And always looking for the happy.