My purpose

I’ve been searching for my purpose in life as long as I can remember. I think that’s everyone’s end goal for the most part, to wake up in the morning and feel like they’re about to make a difference and go to bed feeling fulfilled. I’ve always said that I fucking hate working with the general public and customer service in general. I used to specialize in telling people to go fuck themselves so eloquently that they felt like they’d won. I hate having to plaster on a fake smile and shake hands with jackasses like I’d just won the lottery. I hate customer service, but I general I like people. I love genuine and honest people. I love people that are hurting and looking for a friend, I love people that are so happy they glow and pour that into others. I love people that are looking to elevate. There’s something about who I am as a person that people gravitate to me and feel the need to share unnecessary intimate details about themselves. My mother and most women in my family have what we refer to as RBF (that’s resting bitch face for those of you that are unaware), I have the exact opposite. I used to curse this bizarrely approachable face of mine, but I’m starting to realize it’s purpose. I’ve always had a burning desire to help people. My mom is a therapist and I’ve always been fascinated with people and how they work and more specifically those of us that are lost. I’ve been to some incredibly dark places and I’ve dug my way out; I’m still working on elevating even higher. As I’ve been doing this blog (essentially my public diary), sharing my thoughts, my struggles, my successes and as my audience grows I’m finding my purpose. For anyone that needs it, I’m hoping I can be that hand up. I’m hoping my life, my story, my journey can be the inspiration someone needs to change their life. I’ve been to hell and back, seen the worst the world has to offer and I’m still here and I’m shining brighter than ever before. My past is my strength, my story is not my future, I am defined by the choices I’ve made to do and be better. I want to lead by example and leave a path worth following for those who feel alone, lost, and broken. I want to be your light house in the storm. If you think you can’t do it, let me be your shining example that you can. You can fall, you can slip up, you can make mistakes, but you can also rise. Let me be your example of how to be human. Not one of us is perfect, not one of us is without fault and not a single one of us is alone in our struggles. Please keep reading, reach out, ask questions, share experiences and know we are all in this together.