I’m sure that there are going to be additional reasons on starting this blog, but as of today (9/28/18 launch date), I’ve found that I’ve been more and more dissatisfied with the society we live in today. From Social Media postings, to the news, to the general public’s presentation to the world about who they are and what they stand for. I’m noticing a decreasing amount of people that are worthy to be looked up to, and find that lack of examples sad.
Not to say that I’m the one that anyone would find to be a perfect example (between you and me, I’m far from it), but I do exhibit a certain je ne sais quoi, something sadly missing from the general populace. I’m hopeful that what I write here would be helpful to those out there, searching maybe, for just the person to look up to. At the very least, be entertained by.
Here’s my predominant belief about “self-image”, it does not matter your background, where you came from, what education level you’ve had, who you had sex with, who you divorced, whether you’re a mother, father, child, war veteran, or a veterinarian, You can choose to be whomever you want to be!
Sounds good so far, right? Your past does NOT matter. Not in the slightest. Now, about 4 years ago, I was a lost, mid 30 year old (ahem, I may lie about this in further blog posts, but I reserve my right to be mysterious). This loss of my identity was the result of a catastrophic event where I lost both of my parents, within 9 months of each other. Now, most of you that have parents living would tell me that by 30-something, you should have a pretty good idea of who the hell you are! Au contraire, mon cherie, when something devastating happens, and your life is thrown well out of alignment, you question everything, (and I can’t over emphasize this enough) EVERYTHING, including, but not limited to: your views on life, your views on your support system, your political stance, your religion, your faith, your identity, your image, your etc.etc. Trust me, pre-parental loss, I was a boss about me and who I was, the image I needed to portray, what I was supposed to do, who I was supposed to be. (If you’re Sherlock, I hope that you’re catching onto something here, but more on that in another blog post).
So, the raison d‘être for this blog is to give advice, to help those that are searching, to help those that think they’re done searching but find they’re still unhappy with themselves, some hints, advice, steps, coaching on how to visualize the person you want to become and to become that person.
Oh, and if anyone has a complaint about my grammar, English is my second language, and I’m absolutely positive I am doing my best with it. So there.