We are all FINE.

Lots of women fake it... and I'm one of them.

No, not what you're thinking. Get your mind out of the gutter! I'm talking about how I feel. As you have hopefully previously read, I haven't been doing so well. I'm sad, depressed, lonely, discouraged, frustrated. Yet, ask most of the people I run into and they'd say I'm fine.

I am fine. We are all fine:
Fed up.
Insecure.
Nervous.
Emotional.
Why is it so hard for people to get to know the real you? Why are we trying to please everyone? Don't others want us to be real? Honest? Truthful? I don't know about you, but I'm tired of BSing smiles and laughs. But imagine how they would respond if this is how our conversation went:

Avergae Joe: "Hey Kelly! Long time no see! How are you?"
Me: "Oh...hi. I'm actually doing miserable. I'm depressed beyond belief. I feel engulfed by my eating disorder. Not to mention my self-harm thoughts are outrageous. Thanks for asking"

This world would be an honest yet unhappy place. So my point is that NONE OF US ARE OKAY . Maybe it seems like the next guy or gal over is perfect; has the ideal life, flawless face, perfect relationships, etc. But everyone has their baggage. Everyone has their issue. It's not whether or not we HAVE baggage, it's how we STORE & CARRY our baggage!

Now that I've established we all have baggage and issues, I guess I should suggest what you do with it.

Give it to God. That's what He's there for. That's what He died for.

Imagine this: A man who has a garbage can full of issues marries a woman who also has a garbage can full of issues. What do they now have in their marriage? A DUMPSTER full of issues. And who wants to pour a dumpster of garbage on their children?

What better way can we rid our baggage and garbage than to hand it over to the one that WANTS it. We certainly don't want it. So, give it to God. He will recycle our garbage and issues for us so we can use our experiences for good. What doesn't kill us makes us stronger, right?