Look online long enough and you’ll be thoroughly brainwashed to believe that you were born utterly incomplete and flawed beyond measure and if you could only lift this and cinch that, and find the right social circle and buy these things, (but not too much), and drink this shake, and take this, and BREATHE -for fuck’s sake, breathe – and use this app and follow this guru, and apply this oil, and think positive thoughts…do this, and all of your dreams will come true and you’ll finally be happy and hiring photographers to take pictures of you and your utter elation while vacationing in Fiji, with your perfect bikini body.
So much of what is sold to simplify our lives creates a web of excess and complication. We think too much about every move we make and post. We worry so much about our “brands.” Who even started that shit anyway? If you think about it, the majority of entrepreneurs out there selling something online are women -women who are already objectified by society – and then we go and call ourselves a fucking brand.
One step forward, two steps back.
And start again, ladies!
I think we’ve got it all wrong. The truth is, none of us is flawed. Unless you have an exact copy – more exact than an identical twin – then there is absolutely no one to compare YOU to.
Therefore, it is utterly impossible for you to be born flawed. You are not lacking. You are perfectly you and the world needs you to be YOU. I need people like you to stand up and stand firm in your own identity!
There are enough gals out there donning sweat bands and copying what they’re seeing from others. There are enough children out here being used as props for their mom’s next “oh parenting is so hard, but I use (insert whatever they’re selling) and it makes me so much happier!” selfie with a full face of makeup and designer clothes.
There’s nothing sold on a shelf, by a distributor, or peddled by your doctor that’s going to make you happy.
Happiness doesn’t come in pill form. It doesn’t come from anywhere but inside you.
You know, when I lived in California, I dated a guy for a short time who’s father drove a Ferrari and owned his own business. You’d think he was happy.
He committed suicide.
Think about that the next time you think for a moment that any of those wealthy folks on social media have a solution to make you happy. They may have something to assist you with an issue, but they do not have a solution to make you happy.
Your happiness isn’t somewhere out there…
It’s inside YOU.
If you’re not happy, start exploring the world around you, take chances, and have adventures…to help you get to know yourself again. I’m sure you’re super cool! You just forgot with all the mundane duties you’ve taken on as an adult.
You were not meant to spend an hour or more sitting in traffic, wishing and hoping the week will go fast so you can get to the weekend. You were built to live, laugh, love, explore, and get down and dirty on occasion.
A Musing Mother
Hi! My name is Theresa and I'm a wife, mom of three, and grandma to two. I am a Nature lover and a follower of Christ. I live in an old farmhouse on the river where I homeschool our daughter. Most days, I can be found reading, making nature-inspired products, & gardening. I also enjoy traveling with my family, exploring cool local places, and helping out others where I am able. On the blog, I must about life, love, and learning.