When we’re constantly bombarded by photo-shopped models, reality TV and up-to-the-minute celebrity updates, it’s so easy to feel that life would be so much better if we were rich and famous.
And it would (in some ways).
Let’s be honest, who wouldn’t want endless funds to buy as many green smoothies as your heart desired? Because buying green smoothies would definitely be at the top of my list if I suddenly came into a fortune (I panicked, and green smoothies were the first thing that popped into my mind).
The thing is though, you’d still have your problems.
Cara Delevingne is SUPER famous. One of the most famous people of our time. While spending way too much time on YouTube, I stumbled across an interview with the model-turned-actress at the Women in the World Summit. Watching the video was like coming up for air.
What! Cara Delevingne is just like me? Struggling to figure out who she is, her purpose and what makes her happy? Couldn’t be!
Cara’s interview reminded me that we are all the same. Regardless of how famous (or unfamous) our face is.
During the interview, Cara also shared a poem she’d written during a dark patch. And I wanted to share it with you.
Who am I? Who am I trying to be?
Not myself, anyone but myself.
Living in a fantasy to bury the reality,
Making myself the mystery,
A strong facade disguising the misery.
Empty, but beyond the point of emptiness,
Full to brim with fake confidence,
A guard that will never be broken,
Because I broke a long time ago.
I’m hurting but don’t tell anyone.
No one needs to know.
Don’t show or you’ve failed.
Always okay, always fine, always on show.
The show must go on.
It will never stop.
The show must not go on,
But I know it will.
I give up. I give up giving up.
I am lost.
I don’t need to be saved,
I need to be found.
We’re all trying to find ourselves. And we all struggle from time to time. No one is immune.
If you’re struggling, remember you’re not alone. If you feel alone, you can send me a message. By reaching out we can help to take away from our loneliness.
Also, remember that the struggle won’t last forever.
One of my favourite sayings is:
“Hold on. Often the most beautiful flowers grow in the biggest pile of shit”
Remember that and hold on to it on days when there’s more darkness than light. It will get better.