When it's okay to not be okay

It's really tempting to believe that everyone has the perfect marriage, or the perfect family, or the perfect job. Social media gives us rose colored views into each other's lives. All is happy, all is well, all is wonderful, and 'hey look at this retro picture of a pie I just baked.' And if you believe that's all that's going on in their world, it's very easy to become disillusioned with your own life.

I know I have.

I've hit that bare brick wall where I feel like I'm the only one with a mess on my hands.  Where my mess feels bigger than life, where it threatens to suffocate me and I think to myself, if people only knew...

The only way I know to combat this is to be real and to hope you'll be as well. I'm a mess. And I presume, dear Watson, that you might be too.Maybe if we all take off our vintage colored instagram masks together, we'd find deep camaraderie, safety, and inspiration as we tell it like it really is.

Messy. Real. Beautiful.