I worry about being boring sometimes.
I know I’m *not* boring, but sometimes I think I can come across that way.
I’ve felt suppressed the last few months. Maybe that’s too harsh of a word. It’s more like I’m not as radiant and exuberant as I want or see myself as being. Last year was a tough year, and that’s certainly contributing to this feeling. There’s also a lot I need to improve in when it comes to connect with others. For example, put two options in front of me to either tell someone about who I am, or just say something short and concise, I would pick option two, or at least hesitate to say something personal. It’s not like I’m lying or trying to be something else, but it like living a half-truth. And a half truth is just as misrepresented as giving no truth at all.
On the surface, I’ve been called quiet, striking, mysterious.
Get to know me and you realize I’m silly, ridiculous, observant and prone to an insight every now and again.
a half truth is not a great place to be. It’s not very bold to suppress who you are to others, or allow dominant figures in your life to suppress who you are either.
Whole truth is confident. It’s saying this is who I am and who I want to be.
STAY BOLD, Keep Pursuing,
— Josh W.
