I lied for 26 straight years, about everything. I justified all of my actions by thinking, "at least it isn't ____". I told myself I was in control, that drinking wasn't my problem, I wasn't scared, and that I didn't care what anyone thought. And I truly believed it.
When it all came crashing down in 2014, I had no choice but to be honest. I had to ask for help, and I knew no one could help me if I didn't admit everything I had buried in the depths of my soul. My secrets, my resentments, my selfishness, my pride, my ego, my fears, all of it. So I became an open book.
If you want your life to change, if you're struggling with something, or you want to help others but don't know how...honesty is the best place to start. Sure, it's uncomfortable and makes you vulnerable, but it helps others. And in return, it helps you get rid of all that heavy stuff you've carried by yourself for so long.
You are not the only one feeling what you're feeling. It's important to talk about it, because someone out there needs to know they're not alone. Life is about love, and love begins with honesty.