A few months ago, a friend of mine said she was surprised about how candid I am about my life story. I explained to her that in my quest to amplify women’s voices I must use my own as an example. I am a long-time believer in leading by example, and I’ve never quite trusted coaches who talk about things from a theoretical instead of experiential space. So, I am a coach and an activist who uses her voice to amplify others.
I confess by all accounts my personal life has been a car crash. I’m not ready to lay the whole story out in one place yet but rest assured I plan on writing a book about my life in the future. But right now, I can promise you that I have loved and lost. I have made bad choices with good intentions, and I have thought that my strength and resilience was enough to change a man. Sadly, I have been wrong repeatedly.
Society expects me to hold my head in shame because of my mistaken faith in the opposite sex and faith that good men do still exist but I refuse to be shamed. Being lied to, deceived, bullied and cheated on isn’t something I or any woman should be ashamed of. Society needs to start shaming the charlatans both men and women who subject good people to bad experiences.
I’m currently nursing a broken heart, thinking that maybe this is the last time that I fight through the fear of the unknown and the fear of being hurt just to be hurt again. I think maybe I am done. There’s only so much I can do and right now my energy must be focused inward on achieving my dreams and fulfilling my purpose.
One day I will lay bare the current situation that I find myself in, but for now, all I will say is that I am not ashamed and I will never be ashamed of sharing my story, learning from my mistakes and spreading love and positivity instead of succumbing to the bitterness.