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Although Hope slipped comfortably into living as her true self, I still struggle with being me, the real me that is. I admit it. Even though friends look at me puzzled when I say that, it’s true. It’s been a slow and steady journey of dismantling my “dog and pony show”, a default mechanism in my personality that shuttles me back to a time when comedy was my 24/7 act. I still revert back to it when I am nervous so I am mindful to bring my heart wherever I go. Infuse my love to whomever I am talking to. To listen when I feel drawn to take over. It probably sounds silly, but it’s a conscious effort- being real.

I have seen a healer and she’s opened my mind. At first I shook my head when she told me my gift was bringing joy. I wanted to shout “I am not all fun and games. I am more than just a joke!” but she already knew that. Without my explanation she reassured me that I don’t need to be anyone other than me. I don’t need to put on an act. I can simply be and my true self is enough. A serious revelation for me.

Looking back I thought people just relied on me for humor. The hilarious story. The clever imitation. Back then when I was simply quiet or deep in thought people would look so disappointed and ask me what was wrong with me. “Where’s the sunshine?” The words just made me angry as if being funny was all I had going for me. I realize now that the reason this situation made me so infuriated is because I actually believed my fears all along. I thought that I would be lonely if I wasn’t laughing and it wasn’t true.

It’s hard to unlearn things, isn’t it? Each time my family fought when I was a kid I thought it was my job to make it right or better yet prevent it from happening at all. As if I was responsible for keeping everyone happy. If I could stay at the top of my game my dad wouldn’t get angry with my sister, my mom wouldn’t yell at my dad and I wouldn’t get in trouble. Like I could fix any of it. It was always such a relief to see everyone laughing. Maybe I thought that the good times would outweigh the bad at some point.

Today I realize that I can love all these different parts of myself: loving person, grateful mother, fierce advocate, clever humorist, playful little girl. All of this is me and I feel ready to shine my light without fear or hesitation. For once I will be sure to bring the joy back to me as I share it with others.

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