But some people drain us of energy and leave us flat and sallow-feeling. Their mere presence in our space is exhausting. I'm sure we can all think of people like that. When we think of them, our thoughts are bland. It occurs to me that these people do not fully occupy their lives. They are impostors and we sense it on some level. They're not dealing with us straight-up though they pretend to be sincere and they are speaking the right words. They pretend that all is well with them when it is clearly not, or that they are helpless to change their situations, which they are not. Their denial is dragging. It drags on them and it drags on us. There is a lack of real-deal effort, and a lack of good clean energy.
Honesty, no matter how disturbing it may be, is interesting. Fake happiness and misery that never ends are not. People who are pretend-living are play-actors, and doing the best they can with their limited vision and misunderstanding, but that doesn't make them good company. Fresh options exist for them, even though they don't seem to think so. In truth, they are never stuck, and help is always available to them. Real happiness is possible for everyone.
Let's have the courage to be honest; to say what we are afraid to say, and to fully occupy our lives. Let's live authentically with all of our mess and imperfection. We will have genuinely better times that way, and so will those who have to share our space.
Inauthenticity is uninteresting, and pretend happiness leaves much to be desired. I commit to honesty in all of my affairs and I am willing to be real.
