When You Live a False Story

I don’t think we know the whole truth about ourselves. Many people grow up believing a certain story about themselves and then go on living that story until they die. I feel horrible for the ones who die believing in a false story.

I’m thinking of the little girl who never learns to put herself out on the line because she’s been told she’s the quiet, safe one. Or the little boy who never learns how to treat people and never wins friends because he’s been told his brashness is an asset.

We only get a handful of moments to examine our stories to make sure they’re completely true. These moments come from breakdowns, trauma, heartbreak, big life-changes, risk-taking, travel.

It’s possible you’re going through a moment like this…if not, there’s always one coming. Don’t rush through it. Look around and look inside.

If there’s a false story inside you, expose it for a lie.