Been thinking lately about the art of being genuine. It is not something I struggle with in particular. Might be because of where and how I was raised but we small town folk tend to be ourselves no matter the circumstance.
I am the same me at work as I am at home. I'm not good at pretending.
But in my marriage, I got pretty good at it. That should have been a big indicator to me that it was not right. I put on my happy face, held his hand at church and when people asked how things were I said "we're good." It wasn't worth the risk of telling the truth.
Now it feels wonderful (and I won't take it for granted) to own who I am, all the time.
I am the same me at work as I am at home. I'm not good at pretending.
But in my marriage, I got pretty good at it. That should have been a big indicator to me that it was not right. I put on my happy face, held his hand at church and when people asked how things were I said "we're good." It wasn't worth the risk of telling the truth.
Now it feels wonderful (and I won't take it for granted) to own who I am, all the time.