friday's confession: I'm enthusiastic
Friends, I am coming at you today with a special Thursday edition of friday's confession in honor of my dear friends, Michelle Ward & Jessica Swift's new book:The Declaration of You which will be published by North Light Craft Books this summer and is available NOW for pre-order! (SO PROUD of you Michelle & Jess!)
The Declaration of You! will help you get all the permission you’ve craved to step passionately into your life, discover how you and your gifts are unique and uncover what you are meant to do! This post is part of The Declaration of You’s Blog Lovin’ Tour, which I’m thrilled to participate in alongside over 100 other creative bloggers. Learn more – and join us! – by clicking here. And without further ado, my confession...
“Ugh,” the high school mean girls would say, “She’s always so cheerful.”
“Everybody loooooves Tiffany,” an old boyfriend would say, with his Severus Snape sneer (coming soon…Friday’s confession: I dated an asshole assholes).
Back in the day, I spent most of my time hiding the thing that makes me my most amazing: my enthusiasm.
I learned to sit on the sidelines. To dull my sparkle so as not to out-shine everyone around me.
I felt shame that I was utterly delightful and that people wanted to be my friend.
I got quiet.
And then a shift happened a few years ago. I ditched Snape. I realized that high school mean girls are terrible and insecure and have (mostly) no idea what they're talking about.
I recognized the gifts in my life and the people who I could trust and lean on and who I should have been listening too all along.
The ones who said things like:
"I love being your friend."
"It's great how excited you get about things."
"Your enthusiasm is contagious."
I figured out that the thing that I was trying to hide the most - the thing that made me different from everyone else, that made me feel like a misfit - was the key to being 100% ME.
The insecurity and shame were based on a made-up story of how other people (dealing with their own shit) wanted me to be.
And that who I am, the ALWAYSSOFLIPPINCHEERFUL part mixed with the firsttocry part combined with the talksalittletooloud part is amazing. And beautiful. And what the world needs more of.
And that's what I want for you too. I want you to embrace that part of you that might be too loud. I want you to own that person inside who wants to wear crazy high heels all the time just because. I want you to live full out the life of an internet gamer or crafter or maker or artist or dreamer or lover because it's what makes you feel so fucking good.
I want you to be you. All the time. No matter what.
It's time, yes?