Let's be honest. Sometimes life is not great. Sometimes it's hard and challenging and so, so, so awkward and all you want is a glass of wine with your best friend but you're on your own because she's off traipsing around Russia. I've had a lot of "oh shit, did I say the right thing?!" moments lately. A lot of burying my hands in my face as I retell stories to my friends. Thursday was bad. Friday was hard. There was plenty of good moments mixed in there, but I was not having the time of my life as Patrick Swayze would encourage me to.
We all go through it, I guess. Over beers + grilled cheese in Brooklyn the other night, my friend Missy and I had a good conversation about how social media has given us this channel to make our lives look really, really awesome. I'm sure you can think of ten people off the top of your head that look like they are having the time of their life on Facebook. And whose life doesn't look lush and gorgeous when you add a little Valencia filter on Instagram. Am I right?
I'm guilty of it too. I put the pretty out there. The happy. Yep, that's me living it up all over the city. But there's a deeper truth than what you see. Than what people share.
I like seeing beautiful people living beautiful lives, but I like seeing honesty more. I guess that's where I'm going with this post and what I wanted to say. I've been thinking about this a lot lately. Hopefully you read my blog to see the fun stuff I do and the cool things I share, but I also want you to know that I think life is a challenge. And that is the truth.
