Words truly are a powerful thing.
One of my favourite bloggers is Eden Riley. She writes with such honesty that there are times she totally takes my breath away. It is not pretty, it is not meant it be. It is her truth and she puts it out there. I feel honoured to have been allowed into her world through her words.
Her post today about Naked Blogging got me thinking about honesty and truth. Are they one in the same or are they entirely different beasts?
I have a degree in history. It becomes abundantly clear when you study history that truth depends on your perspective. When it comes to the human story there is no absolute truth.
This space is my space to write out my truth . . . but my truth is not necessarily reality. I wrote with an honest heart about how I felt unwanted, disliked and abandoned once I returned to work. This was my truth . . . however, it was not reality. The reality was I was being lied to by my brain. My depression made me believe things that were not reality.
My words, my truth, hurt others who read it. It angered them and made them feel like I basically slandered them.
That was never my intention but such was the power behind those words.
Is it worth it for bloggers to put their truth out there? Are there ramifications? Judgements? Frustrations?
Short answer is "yes" it is totally worth it. While my truth may not have been reality, putting it out there helped get it out of my brain. It helped me to let go, not fixate . . . it was released.
My truth may also help others who are being lied to by depression.
Just a few short years ago I would have told you that this whole blogging thing was nuts . . . self-indulgent with a hint of narcissism. Perhaps that is the case but it is also so much more.
Reading other peoples truths, being allowed into their lives, to hear them write with honest hearts about their joys and struggles, triumphs and failures has given me perspective. Each new and different perspective opens my heart and mind.
I am not alone. I have a voice. My words have power. I am neither perfect nor worthless. I am accepted.
So for now, I will continue to write about my truth and send it out into the universe . . . aka the Internet . . . and hope that the power emanating from my words is positive.