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I launched this site in 2017, and I can’t tell you how many times I’ve censored myself in my posts.

My intention with this site has always been to share my struggles and how I’ve worked through them so that others who are struggling may see themselves in my experiences and borrow from what’s helped me.

My target audience is my global sisterhood.

It’s not those who have created hardships for me to overcome. And yet, I’ve censored my posts to protect their identities from themselves.

In other words (and for example), I’m protecting the person who gaslit me at the expense of my reader who is currently being gaslighted and needs to know she’s not alone.

Why have I done this? One word: FEAR.

I don’t like conflict and prefer to avoid it if I can. If I share deets of a situation and the object recognizes himself in my post, the potential for backlash is very real.

Being gaslit, manipulated, belittled, sued, threatened, and raged at are all tools that have been used against me many times in the past by the object of some of my posts, and I’d rather avoid a recurrence. But by protecting myself from retaliation by (in my opinion) someone with narcissistic tendancies, I’m failing to help those who I was put on this earth to help.

I’m reducing myself, according to my spiritual businessh coach. And by watering down my story, I’m serving no one.

So, I’ve had it. I’m done writing so that the object of a post won’t recognize himself.

I’m going to share my message in the way it needs to be shared. I’ll change names (if using a name is even necessary), but that’s it.

Here’s the thing – unless you’ve hacked my gmail account, worked for the FBI, or are a super creepy and exceptionally skilled google stalker, you aren’t going to have a clue what the identities of the objects of my blog posts actually are.

Martha Beck wrote the brilliant book The Way of Integrity: Finding the Path to Your True Self*, and one of the many takeaway’s was the idea that I’m lying by omission by not sharing what I know I need to share.

Oof.

My coach’s assessment that I’ve been reducing myself is spot on. I reduce myself and the power of my message because I haven’t been sharing from a place of power. This changes now.

What this means for you:

  • I’ve started revising my existing posts so that they aren’t so damn vague, AND
  • All future posts will be written from a place of courage and empowerment.

You will get details if (and only if) they make the ultimate message more impactful. Nothing I share is done from a place of spite.

And so…

I AM ALLOWED TO SHARE MY STORY.

I GIVE MYSELF PERMISSION TO SHARE MY STORY.

I AM GOING TO SHARE MY STORY.

I AM ALLOWED TO TELL YOU ABOUT THE HELL THAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED AND NOT JUST A WATERED-DOWN VERSION OF IT.

I GIVE MYSELF PERMISSION TO TELL YOU ABOUT THE HELL THAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED AND NOT JUST A WATERED DOWN VERSION OF IT.

I AM GOING TO TELL YOU ABOUT THE HELL THAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED AND NOT JUST A WATERED-DOWN VERSION OF IT.

I AM ALLOWED TO TAKE UP SPACE.

I GIVE MYSELF PERMISSION TO TAKE UP SPACE.

I WILL TAKE UP SPACE.

I AM HERE TO SHARE MY STORY. FROM A PLACE OF COMPASSION, LOVE, AND INTEGRITY. AND, WITHOUT OMISSION.

(Not) sorry for shouting.

If you relate – I’d love to hear from you! Please share in the comments below.

And, much of this has to do with setting boundaries. I’ve just set a boundary with myself that I will not be intimidated by my fears but will instead use them as fuel to share authentically. If you struggle with boundaries and would like to download my free guide to setting and enforcing them, please click here. Thanks!

Kristi