This blog and the journey that I am on are taking me to places I never thought I’d be. Learning to be true, honest and authentic is harder than it sounds. Much harder.
I have so much that I need to share and talk about….good and super fun things. Foodie things and recipes. Interesting things, but also things that I feel bad and insecure about. Talking about being tortured emotionally, manipulated, and disappointed over and over again by people who you love isn’t an easy thing to do.
Not sharing who I am now, and why I am the way I am would be a lie; a lie I’ve been telling my whole life to protect the feelings of others. I’ve been terrified that if I talk about my true self, I will make people upset and mad. What if they never talk to me again or not have anything to do with me? I have tried to be my true self and it came back at me with a backlash that would make your head spin. One of those “people” I am talking about is my adopted mother, but there are others that I still have to dance around as well.
Over time I know that I am going to write about things I am not comfortable with and it will be very hard for me. I’ve chosen to share my life with all of you instead of only having a cooking blog. If I was just writing a cooking blog I would be burned out in 6 months and would be done.
The one person on my journey who stands by my side, helps to push me along and often times lifts me is Marty. I’m so lucky to have someone like him in my corner, he loves me unconditionally and is very supportive, plus he accepts me for who I am.
Julz, a journey begins with a single step. I love your blog and applaud every authentic statement you write. Stay the course.
One step at a time. Beautifully written and brave of you to share with all of us.
I appreciate your authenticity, it keeps me coming back. I am not here for a cooking blog. The lives we live are complex. Hope to become an online friend. And in this moment I am thanking God you have Marty.
I more than applaud you – you are fun to read, interesting to follow and I bet you are a person I would like to be next to at a bar stool (should we ever get back to bar stools and being a lounge lizard). As the first comment indicated it starts with a step, a single step.
One loyal friend is worth ten thousand relatives.