I think that we women tend to analyze our wellness and success by comparing ourselves to other women. Is that safe to say?
The problem with that measuring stick is that it’s broken. As my favorite author, Anne Lamott says, we end up comparing our insides to other women’s outsides.Apples to oranges. Doesn’t translate. So we feel deficient..
But what happens when we compare our insides to other women’s insides?
I’ll tell you what happens. I know because that’s the question I’ve had answered on this blog.
What happens is, you find out that just like you, your blog friends are A BUNCH OF WHACK JOBS. SERIOUSLY, I DON’T KNOW HOW YOU PEOPLE GET OUT OF BED IN THE MORNING. YOU’RE ALL NUTS! And I’m so relieved.
I launched this blog two weeks ago. In many ways it has been the most remarkable two weeks of my life. Because after reading my story, (See My Testimony) you have told your stories, often for the first time. I’ve heard from women who’ve survived rape, eating disorders, addiction, abuse, post partum depression, failing marriages and the death of a child. My heart has been broken and rebuilt, stronger, again and again. I have sat at my computer and wept, because life is just so damn painful and excruciatingly beautiful. And because truth is a boomerang. And because you are all such stunning writers. I guess when you’re telling your own story there’s no one else on Earth who could tell it better.
Every time I read a letter from you I heal a little. I read somewhere that the two most powerful words one person can say to another is “Me Too.”And as I read your “me too” letters, I know they’re not meant just for the strengthening of my heart.
Soon, we are going to have “Me Too” Days on my blog. On our blog. If you want to share part of your story …send it to me and I’ll post it, anonymously or not. I’ll even help you write it, if you’d like. I’d LOVE to help you write it. Although from what I’ve read so far, I doubt you’ll need my help.
When we share our fears and struggles, they’re not so big and scary anymore. Because we learn we all have different versions of the same story. Kind of like Three’s Company.
As Blake said, We are Put on This Earth to Learn to Endure Love. I want this blog to make you feel loved. And understood. And OKAY. Because you are.