Stop with the Charade – Start Being Real

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 I’m not wasting my time trying to be real for you, I’m real for me. 

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Through childhood experiences, I have learned to hide – hide myself, my feelings, my being. I have pretended to be happy on days where I am miserable because I didn’t want people to know what I was living with every day. I have lived behind being bullied as my parents didn’t want me and in turn have been the bully to others who appeared weak.

I have lost myself in trying to please each person around me, instead of pursuing and doing the things that make me happy. I have literally catered to others time and time again… just to be alone.

There is part of me that feels like “it doesn’t fit in” but why are we so hung up on to fit in. I clearly feel more like I am here to “stand out”. There is a slow progression towards finding the real me …

  • the me who will hug a tree because without nature we are nothing
  • the me that will tell another person when I have been hurt (instead of keeping it in)
  • the me who clearly cares but is not afraid to speak her mind
  • the me that follows her passion no matter the risks
  • the me who embraces her spirituality in the realm of my paganism and I’m ok with losing people in my life because of it
  • the me who no longer hides in the shadows because society, religion say it’s wrong – immoral blah blah blah
  • the me who is respectful and open towards others who are real – no matter our differences
  • the me who sticks with her beliefs of parenting no matter what others think/say
  • the me that is aware of being afraid that willing to make changes
  • the me that will stick up for friends and listen to the enemy
  • the me who embraces the scales (I’m a Libra) and lives life balanced

There are a lot of ways to be real… these are just a few… it won’t be easy.

I’m a survivor of childhood sexual and physical abuse. I am a child of alcoholic parents who couldn’t handle raising a child. I’m a child of growing up in the system as a foster child. At times my mind will flow clearly while at other times its riddled with fragments. While I already know a lot about myself, the real struggle is sharing it with the public… and with people who know me…

One of my favorite songs is Charade – a tune that was part of Grease 2 – it is clear where I’ve been and where part of me still lives!


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About Petra

I serve people who crave freedom in their lives. I show them how to turn their ideas into reality and forge their own path!

When I am not serving up my wisdom on how to forge your own path to freedom, I’m writing paranormal fiction, getting lost in the latest episode of Criminal Minds while savoring a cup of coffee.

2 thoughts on “Stop with the Charade – Start Being Real

  1. You’re real, but you’re amazing, too. It’s my feeling that I must stand out in life, as well, but not quite so far as you… I am a star, continuously on the verge of being born, yet never quite get there…. I’ll keep trying.

    I live with the stigma of being known as “weird”, but I embrace it. How boring would life be if I were just another white sheep? I want to be the black sheep. They are more beautiful. I like the fact that I am comfortable talking about anything, and maybe even concepts that are out the ordinary and downright uncomfortable for other folks. It stings a little that I gain a questionable rep for the love of honest, probing conversation…. but so be it. As a result, and even though I do have lots of friends, I still have not found my niche inside of that circle… or any circle. Lots of possibilities, yet there is only so far I can pursue deeper friendship before feeling that I’m pushing myself on people, so I step back…. wondering what went wrong. If I didn’t know better, I’d say that I wreck every budding friendship that has come into my life so far… but really, that can’t be… every single one?

    I’d rather stay true to myself. My mind craves the non-traditional… and I’ve got to believe that there’s a reason for this… some what that this trait can be of use to someone and not just for my own satisfaction.

  2. Ditto what Dragon said… I am who I am. Period. Growing up with eccentric alcoholics for ‘parents’ assured that I was “going to go my own way” Weird, Yep. I have learned to embrace it over the decades.

    my ‘mom’ abuser died in Nov. Dad is dead too. It seems like all the hard won progress to Become Me has gone out the window with her death. She had alcoholics dementia and I cared for her. I NEED to get my wits about me again. Your list is PERFECT fodder for trying to find my way back to ME again, not the kid she beat. I am back in the past.

    I HATE that.

    I am gonna hug a tree and check on the moon cycle….

    I am going to head back to ME!

    Thank you for this post. I needed that.

    Peace, Jen

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