My Funny, Sad Life Motivational Series: Book #2 Live on Amazon

Get Your Self-Love On! My Funny, Sad Life: Fighting for Authenticity I know, I know. Over the last few months, I’ve really left this poor blog terribly abandoned and lonely, but there’s a good reason for that! I’ve been working hard on my second book, and after a year filled with some of my greatest battles for authenticity, I am so excited and proud to present this great little be-you-love-you-flaunt-you handbook to the world!

Check it out!


(eBook and Paperback):

My Funny, Sad Life: Fighting for Authenticity
The Defiant Act of Being, Loving and Flaunting  Your True Self

***Please note the Kindle and Paperback versions are having a little trouble linking up right now, but they’re both on there, I promise. Just search Sonia Acosta on Amazon!***

DESCRIPTION: Part of the motivational series, My Funny, Sad Life, this handbook is your guide to finally putting your foot down, and being who you are, every single piece of it, openly and unapologetically, with great pride and intention, creating more happiness and fulfillment every step of the way. Full of tangible tips to help UP your self-love and confidence game, I take you through my journey to living authentically (and happily!), plus offer tips and tricks to help you on your own path to a more authentic, satisfying life. It’s a short read you can devour in one to two hours max, so pull up a chair, get comfy, grab a drink, and get ready to be INSPIRED to step into the exquisite defiance that is being, loving and flaunting your true self.

I just know you’ll love it! And trust me, this is not your everyday self-love/self-help book. There’s some real raw, tangible stuff to sink your teeth into here!

As always, your support is greatly and humbly appreciated. I hope you enjoy the journey, and find the inspiration to step up and live your own life more authentically and happily!

Sonia, Word Share Junkie

Storytelling: The Struggle and the Power in Sharing Your Pain

Once Upon a Time...Let me tell you something, folks.

Writing and publishing an eBook about your ex isn’t exactly easy—big surprise there, I know! It took me about 8 months to write, edit and publish My Funny, Sad Life: I Once Loved a Sociopath, and it’s a relatively short read. Take a full time job and life, and add to that the struggle in typing your pain, detail by detail, memory by memory, beat by beat, and sometimes you end up having to walk away for a few days, maybe even a few weeks before you can even think about stepping back into all of it. Writing the intimate account of what transpired between me and the man who once broke me like no other, and now promoting the eBook, discussing it, and answering questions about it, at times, it takes the breath out of me (I love it though—this is truly my calling!). And still in every moment, I find something much more powerful than all of that struggle. I find healing, both for me and for others. I find meaning. I find new learning, new faith, and new strength.

Confession time! Last night, after working on some book promotions and being consumed by the topic, I had the super bright idea to check his (Eric’s, of course) Instagram—something I had not done since probably January. I scrolled and scrolled knowing that I was looking for trouble, and after about five or 10 minutes, I found it. That’s when I had to put the phone down, and walk away. I grabbed my jacket and headed to my stoop to collect my thoughts and just breathe in the silence. I’m not proud of that slip. BUT, for the first time since all of this mess transpired, I did not cry. I did not shed one, single tear. I did not panic. I did not feel any throbbing pain in my heart. Yes, I felt a little sadness and some uneasiness, but it was nothing compared to what plagued me in the past. And I think I know why. My Funny, Sad Life: I Once Loved a Sociopath has brought me new healing, and my struggle has brought me new power. I must say, this is a welcome change.

Now I know everyone is not a writer, and certainly everyone is not a mass sharer or storyteller like I am. But today, I want to encourage you to share your story, maybe not to hundreds of people, but to a close a friend, to a family member, to a therapist, to a confidant, maybe even just to yourself, out loud, into the universe and out of your chest. Please don’t let all of that stuff just swim around inside of you, poisoning your spirit, and injecting itself into your everyday potential for happiness and healing. Let it out! Share. Dig deep. Work through those feelings. Work through that story. Get intimate with your thoughts. Don’t pretend the sting isn’t there. Don’t want until it all explodes into one big, messy ball of anxiety and irreparable wounds.

Do it for you, and do it for others. Because although we all walk a distinct journey in life, we all go through many of the same things. We experience many of the same blows, many of the same tears, and many of the same joys. And every time I get a message, a tweet or a text (thank you for all of the LOVE!!) about how My Funny, Sad Life: I Once Loved a Sociopath helped someone find healing or new understanding, or even simply gave someone something to relate to and find comfort in, I see it all over again—there is so much power in sharing our stories and our struggle.

Regardless of the nature of your pain, there is so much we can learn from each other, so much aching we all have the potential to spare one another through our biggest missteps and lessons learned. And that is what I hope to continue to do as I lay my most intimate pain and triumphs into the pages of every My Funny, Sad Life eBook. Whether its depression, poverty, obesity, love, dating, toxic relationships, sexuality, career, or any other topic, I know that the pain and struggle in every word I type equates to a power much bigger and brighter and more meaningful than any sum of all that yucky stuff.

That’s why I share. To inspire. To open minds. To offer perspective. To create healing. That is why I lay it all out on the line. Because when I’m going through something, big or small, I know there is no bigger relief for me than to read about someone else’s experience and see how they were able to come out on the other side of the pain or struggle victorious and better than ever; to realize that if they survived and thrived, I can and I will, too.

Just consider the opportunity for a moment. Push through that struggle. Share that pain. Free yourself, and help the healing in the process—for you, for me, and for everyone.

With that said, I can’t wait to get out the next two eBooks which will be a little lighter and more fun (touching on authenticity and happiness), until we get back into the hard, hard stuff with the next round. =)

Sonia, Word Share Junkie

Coming SOON: My Funny, Sad Life Motivational eBook Series!

Be right back!Hey y’all!

I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted to the blog, so I just wanted to make sure you knew I was still here—alive and super well.

I’m working hard to launch my motivational eBook series, My Funny, Sad Life (trademark in progress—yay!), hopefully by end of year (universe allowing!), so I decided to give the blog a little bit of a rest. This will allow me to put more of my writing and motivational juices, heart, and spare time (so much great work, so little time!) into the series so I can get this baby OUT to you and the world soon. Initial titles will revolve around love, toxic relationships, happiness, fighting to be your authentic self, and tons of other juicy, life-enhancing, motivational goodness. Every book in the series is meant to be a relatively quick read, 1.5 hours or so, get in, get out, get motivated!

I simply CANNOT wait to share it all with you! Counting on your love and support, as always. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Stay tuned friends!!!

Sonia, Word Share Junkie

A Love Lesson: Thank You for Not Loving Me

Love LessonDear Eric,

Sometimes we want something so bad, that we shut our eyes, and we follow it blindly, even if we step on hot coals as we do it. We clutch on to it, and we don’t let go despite that frightening feeling in our guts telling us it’s slowly killing us.

It’s now been about eight months since we stopped dating, six since I’ve seen you, and about five since I’ve talked to you. Still, it has only been maybe a month or two since the weight of your memory on my mind, on my heart, and through my deep struggle to move forward after what I Iovingly like to call the Major Mind F**k of 2013 begun to lift.

To some people, our relationship or the major lack thereof, was not real. It was fake and disingenuous and forced. It had too many rules, and none of them worked in my favor. It’s hard for them to understand why it became so big for me, why it hurt me so much, and maybe even why I’m still talking about it today. And for the most part, they are right. On your side it was all of those things and less. But for me it was real. It was very real. Our weak, borderline abusive, unhealthy, pathetic time together is the closest thing I’ve had to a real relationship in a decade. It meant something to me. It meant everything to me. And when you pretended to love me, I believed you. I shared things with you and opened up to you romantically in a way that I had not done with anyone in my adult life. I opened my arms, and I said, “Here, take it. Take it all.” And you did. The problem is you gave me nothing in return.

During that entire year together I struggled with my feelings for what I came to know as a bad person. I struggled to look in the mirror and respect myself, because I knew very well that I was putting up with all of the things that go against everything I believe in, and everything I preach. I let you control me. I let you demean me. I let you disrespect me. And I let you do it over, and over again. Although it was never anything particularly huge, the sum of all the small ways in which you would devalue me and the love that I wholeheartedly offered to you even when you didn’t deserve it (and your rarely did), became much more than I could handle. I began to see your lies, the coldness in your eyes, and the emptiness in your heart. Still my stubborn heart loved you, and at times I thought I’d never find the strength to let you go.

I spent all of 2013 questioning. I questioned my worth. I questioned what I might be doing wrong to deserve your cold-hearted ways and your refusal to commit. I questioned whether the games were real, or simply in my head. I questioned my strength, and whether I would in fact end up settling for someone like you, even though it has been my life’s mission to never settle. I was so scared. The good thing is that, much to your surprise, I did finally find the strength to let you go. It took me a very long time, but I did it. I said I’d had enough, and I walked away. Sure I struggled to cut the cord completely at first, and I might have reached out many times when I shouldn’t have, but as the days and months went by, I felt like I could breathe again. I felt like myself for the first time since I met you, and I began to regain my confidence and my strength. I began to see that it had been your negativity that had brought me down, and that I still had it in me to be very much victorious. My only weakness had been loving you. I was not depressed. I was simply in a bad, soul-sucking relationship. There’s a huge difference.

After more tears than I’m proud of having shed, in the onset of 2014, I made a decision. I was going to live more life. I was going to give up dating for a while. I was going to seek out new adventures, make new friends, take trips, invest in me, regain my center and heal. And for the last six months, I have filled my calendar with musicals, volunteering, ballets, dinners and travel. I intentionally sought out friends, I made plans, I lived. I stopped waiting around for you or for anyone, and I LIVED. Some days I was so tired from all that living that I wondered if it was all worth it or if I was going too far with it. Would this work? Could I once again take control of the happiness I had slowly and painfully let you suck out of me?

Guess what? I could, and I did. Today, as I write this, I am healed. Your rejection and your pain pushed me to reevaluate my life, to get back to my dreams, and to remember, that although I do very much want and believe in love, marriage and children, I have never wanted to be the kind of woman who revolves her life around a man, especially around an unworthy one. I have always wanted my life to be a big adventure full of progress, success, friendship, experience and healthy relationships. I want a partner who can add to my life, and not one who constantly takes away from it. I want to share my life with someone as bright as me, so that together, our lights can shine even brighter and help others in the process. All you ever did was dim my light. For a while there, you damn near shut it off.

But now, I’m in a whole new, beautiful place in my life. Last week I moved to NYC, and this Monday I started my dream job as a writer helping to inspire young girls to have courage and be all they can be. What could be better than that?! The possibilities ahead are endless, and my adventure lives on in true Sonia fashion. I am healed. I am happy. I am ready to date and believe in love again. I am ready to never accept anything less than the treatment I deserve. I am ready to stand up for myself and to be firm. I am also ready to be soft, tender and open with someone who will be able to accept it and appreciate it. I am ready to believe again in the power inside of me, in my resilience, and in my ability to move forward into bigger and better. I am ready to be Sonia again; whole, happy and ready to take on the world.

The lessons your pain taught me are proving to be invaluable. They have made me stronger and better than ever, and they have pushed me into this amazing place where I sit right now; a place where I feel almost invincible. My breaths are deep, and my gratitude is big. I remember now. I DO have control over my happiness, and no one can take it away from me unless I let them.

So thank you, Eric. From the bottom of my now-whole heart, thank you for not loving me. You gave me the love lesson of a lifetime, and changed me forever in the best way possible.

The end.

Yours truly,

Valentine’s Day: Attention Single Ladies & Gents

Valentine's Day Heart

So it’s Valentine’s Day. Your surroundings, your TVs, your radio and your computer screens are uncontrollably puking red and pink hearts, chocolates, flowers, mushy words and sentiments, etc., etc., ETC, and you simply can’t escape it. It’s Valentines Day!

There you are, still single, and you begin to feel sorry for yourself when this day starts to seem like it was created solely to destroy you. Well my friends, don’t be sad. 

Instead, look around you. I mean, really LOOK. Take notice of all of the different kinds of love you DO have in your life on Valentine’s Day and every day – from friends, family, pets, the universe, and most importantly, from the almighty you. Love comes in many different shapes and sizes, and being single on Valentine’s Day doesn’t at all equate to being loveless, just like being attached on this day doesn’t always equate to more love or even more happiness.

So this Valentine’s Day and every single one to come, I urge you to say “thank you” to your singleness for as long as it’s there. Thank it for giving you the time and energy to fulfill your dreams and aspirations. Praise it for all of the lessons and the patience it has awarded you with. Kiss it for helping you to not settle for the wrong person, in the wrong place, at the wrong time. Thank it, cherish it, take advantage of it, travel with it, laugh with it, be free with it, drink it up with a nice apple martini or a cold beer. Take it out to dance, sit with it at a great movie, hug it, flirt with it, sleep sprawled across the bed with it, enjoy it. When it’s gone, I have a suspicious little feeling you will miss it a bit, even dare I say, on Valentine’s Day! I know I will.

Happy V-Day ya’ll, and never give up hope! Just live your life, and all that mushy, gooey, good stuff will come when it’s supposed to.  Being single isn’t tragic. Like all of life’s seasons, its beautiful in its own right.


Sonia, Word Share Junkie

Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost, They Are Alive

Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost

Not all those who wander are lost. It’s a line from the poem All that is gold does not glitter, written by J.R.R. Tolkien for the Lord of the Rings. I’ve never actually seen any of those movies, I know, GASP, but I came across the quote somewhere in social media land today, and I thought, aha! Isn’t that the beauty of the digital age we live in? You can catch small, but meaningful gems at every random click of your mouse. I’m corny, and I know it. Also, I love it. Anyway, here it is:

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

That line is so true. Not all those who wander are lost. Some of us have a “nasty” little habit of constant daydreaming, planning, searching, looking – for a little spark, for a new adventure, for a fresh accomplishment, and that some of us is definitely, unequivocally, me. But it doesn’t necessarily mean I’m lost.

All my life, I’ve heard things like:

“You’ll just make yourself unhappy by expecting so much out of life.”

“You have food, water and shelter. What else do you need?” (I’m so serious. I was totally told this at 17.)

“You’re restless. That’s bad for you. Just sit.”

“Oh, stop being crazy. Stop trying to be a hero.”

Despite the nags, I’ve always pushed for more, questioned things, searched for progress, and I strive to move forward in some small way every chance I get. If you’re anything like me, and people also tell you to stop daydreaming, or just settle for what you have, stop being ungrateful, or that you’re just setting yourself up for disappointment, I invite you to take a stand with me, and yell, not all those who wander are lost! 

Try new things. If they don’t work or you fail at a new venture, try something else. Keep moving forward and searching. Make a little tweak here. Make a little tweak there. Never settle. Don’t listen to fear or failure. They are your teachers, your friends, and your road to glory. They are not your enemies. Don’t let anyone make you impossible-minded. Always stay possible-minded and forge ahead. Figure out a way to get where you want to go. Don’t let the passing of time without successes deter you. Triumph rarely happens in a day.

And when you achieve one goal, set the next. Always strive for improvement. Always find new things to excite you and fulfill you. It’s not frivolous or ungrateful, and it doesn’t even mean that you’re entirely unhappy with your current situation. But there is so much to experience in life, why stop at the now?

The day you stop daydreaming, planning, hoping and wishing, I suggest you check your pulse. All those who wander are not lost, baby. They are ALIVE.

Happy, motivated Tuesday ya’ll.


Sonia, Word Share Junkie

Live. Learn. Do Better.13 Awesome 2013 Life Lessons!

13 Awesome 2013 Life Lessons

Whoa! It has been WEEKS  since I’ve written. You know how it goes. The holidays tend to derail us from many of our regular routines especially with travel, family and all that good stuff. The good news is I just couldn’t let the year slip by without offering a little last-minute inspiration.

Here are 13 awesome lessons from 2013. It’s sort of a culmination of everything I’ve written about this year. You might have learned some of these lessons already, and others might offer a little something new to think about, I hope! Enjoy, and have a fun, wonderful and safe NYE! Thanks for reading in 2013!

Life Lessons #1: Settling is only a temporary fix. Hold out for the thing you really want, even if it seems incredibly far away.

Sometimes we chose to settle because it hurts too much to keep waiting for the thing we truly want, or because we feel like we will never find it. Whether it’s in love, in career, or in general life, settling might give you a temporary sense of relief and security, but in the long run, you will end up more unhappy than if you had just held out a little longer, and waited for it to be truly right and satisfying. Like they say, often people give up right before they were about to achieve success. Hang in there. Don’t settle!!

Life Lessons #2: Stop going to the hardware store for milk!

I learned this one from a mentor, and it is truly a glorious lesson in all its simplicity.

Stop going to people or places that you already know, from beating that dead horse one too many times, will not yield the desired results. For me, this year, that really translated into forcing myself to stop going to a proven toxic person and expecting love, understanding and compassion. It’s not there. That hardware store will never have milk in stock! Stop it. Just stop it.

Life Lessons #3: Love is real.

Love isn’t easy to find or maintain. Love is messy and riddled with imperfection. But this year, attending the wedding of my friends Sophia and Ross (a story of international love), taught me that love is real and can exist purely between two people despite distance, barriers and complications.

When love exists, there are no excuses, no pretences, no distances too large or obstacles too high. You should never have to beg for it, work endlessly to make it work, or constantly be on edge about it. Real, healthy love will just flow. It will have its bumps in the road, but it will always find its way. When it’s right, it will not be so hard. Wait for it to be right. Anything else is just a waste of heart and energy.

Life Lessons #4: A narcissist only wants an object’s adoration, not the actual object.

This one also came from a mentor, and it has served as a great reminder for me. I do think it’s rare and sometimes hard to spot, but the world has a fair share of folks who truly care about nothing but themselves. These are folks who will manipulate you, play games with you, and do just about anything to feel your adoration and feed their ego. But, they don’t truly want you, only the attention you offer them. Stay alert, and when you feel this happening, run. Run fast.

Life Lessons #5: Standing up for yourself is not mean. Its right, and it’s necessary.

It’s taken me quite a long time to understand that standing up for myself does not make me mean. You have to do it, because no one else is going to do it for you. Standing up for yourself takes strength, conviction, and self-love. Stop worrying that you’re being mean, and just do it when it becomes necessary. Others will respect you more for it, and you will respect yourself immensely for it as well.

Life Lessons #6: Not everyone in your life belongs in it, and that’s OK.

It can be a sad realization that some of your current friends are not a positive influence in your life, but hey, it’s called growth. People outgrow each other. It’s natural and a necessary part of building the life you want surrounded by the energy that will help you maintain your well-being.

Life Lessons #7: You CAN learn to stretch your money a little farther if you just pay attention to your spending.

I struggle with money mostly because of sizeable debt. But hey, who doesn’t? The good news is this year, I’ve really learned that if I just pay more attention, that if I do not charge things I know I cannot pay off in the upcoming month and if I charge things that I know I can, if I just say “no” to unnecessary spending, that bank account doesn’t look quite as sad three days before payday as it once did.

Just pay attention, don’t give in to every spending whim you have, and watch that check stretch a little bit farther every time. Stop thinking so negatively about money and  somehow it will just work itself out.

Life Lessons #8: Time does heal wounds, but you have to give it time.

You will never get over something or someone, if you don’t muster up the strength to walk away and give it the time it needs. Stop picking that wound while pouring salt on it. Walk away, cry it out, let yourself feel the pain. Give time a little time. It will be OK. But if you don’t walk away, the pain will never end.

Life Lessons #9: Being happy takes an everyday fight. It doesn’t just happen.

Life is complicated, and there are many things on a daily basis that are just out of our control. But there is also a lot you can control. You have to put the effort into your happiness. You have to wake up and choose to be positive about the events of your day, push yourself to get to that gym and eat that healthy dinner, make an effort to connect with friends. Fight for it, don’t just sit around and wait for it.

If you feel sad, push yourself even harder to get up, get out, be productive, and not give in to feeling low.

Life Lessons #10: There will be great years, there will be just good years and there will be hard years. But all of them can still yield important lessons, delicious laughter and much-needed growth.

Not every year is going to rock. This year was not my favorite by far. But there were still a lot of good times, laughs, lessons, and a whole lot of growth. Learn to appreciate those things. Be grateful for the good that comes out of the bad. And keep remembering that tomorrow is a new day, and today, tomorrow is a brand new year!

Life Lessons #11: Don’t get overwhelmed by the size of a goal, and give up. Take it one step at a time, and celebrate small accomplishments.

Sometimes we get overwhelmed by the size of a goal we want to accomplish, and decide it is just easier to give up. Try and set up your goals in more digestible, small steps, attacking one piece at a time. Celebrate every time you get past one small step. If all you can see is 0 to 100, you will always feel defeated.

Life Lessons #12: You have to take care of yourself first in order to have anything to give to others.

It’s not selfish. You have to take care of yourself; of your well-being, your health, your mind, your heart, you life. When you are at your best, you are able to offer your best to others. Constantly focusing outside of ourselves can sometimes leave us with nothing to give. Take care of yourself, and do it well. Never, ever feel guilty about that. It benefits you and  everyone around you.

Life Lessons #13: Be kind, and the kindness will always find it’s way back to you.

There are a million good reasons to practice kindness in our every day lives and interactions. But if you want to focus on just one, realize that what you put out into the universe is likely to come back at you. Be a friend, and when you need one, there will be on there for you. Help someone in need, and when you are in need, someone will appear to offer you that same hand. Be understanding, and when you need someone to understand you, that understanding is likely to come out of some corner, somehow, some way.

Sonia, Word Share Junkie

The Fight for Authenticity

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Do you constantly feel like you have to defend your choices to other people? Heck, do you often feel you have to defend you very personality, the very core of who you are to others? It sounds crazy, but you and I both know it happens all the time, probably at least once or twice a day. It’s a constant battle for authenticity out there, and it’s a topic this noggin’s been churnin’ on for quite some time now.

Why is it so easy for people to comment on what you’re wearing, bash your choice of lipstick, let you know you’re too skinny or too fat, too loud, too quiet, too this, too that, not enough here, too much there? It is almost mind boggling to me that we live in a world where being yourself has suddenly turned into some sort of crime that a pesky, unsolicited jury is endlessly trying to find you guilty of. In reality, individuality is the spark of life, and possibly the most fascinating thing about the human experience.

Yes, it’s definitely a scary thing to be you, in every way and in all situations, but if you’ve tried it, you know it can be exhilarating. It’s a hard lesson to learn, but the undeniable truth is that people will judge you no matter what you do or say, so why not do and say things that are true to who you are, that just feel right to you?

How many times have I been told I should act a certain way or leave out certain things to impress guys, companies, family, and others? How many times have I heard I share too much of myself, my clothes is too bright, my lipstick is too red, or I’m trying to accomplish too much too soon? I’ve heard it all hundreds of times, but guess what? I’ve rarely listened, and things have turned out pretty fantastically for me in life, friendship and career. It is by being my authentic self that I have always landed jobs and other opportunities, built deep and lasting relationships with people, built trust, and most importantly, learned to love who I am. And those who I haven’t won over by being me? Those people or situations were simply not meant for me, and that’s OK.

You see, there is a certain wondrous consistency that people come to expect from authenticity, and as much as they might fight it with their – be this, do it that way, you’re going too fast, no wait, too slow – authenticity is something people can sense and cherish in others. I don’t believe in masking certain parts of yourself to make others feel more comfortable or accept you more. After all, I’ve never known a greater feeling than the certainty that comes with knowing you showed YOU, all of you – the good, the bad and the sometimes very, very ugly – and they still chose you. Whether it’s as a friend, a colleague, a tenant, a business partner, a girlfriend, a mentor, etc., they chose you. They did not chose the pretend you, but the real you. Plus, doesn’t it sound absolutely exhausting to have to continue whatever act you might have pulled someone in with if you had chosen to be anything less than authentic?

Now don’t get me wrong. Being authentic does not in any way equate to being totally off color or offensive, breaking rules, and going buck wild on the count of you’re just being yourself. Life does not work that way my friends. Being authentic is being the most honest you, with tact, in all situations. It is saying and doing what you feel is right, but always with a spoonful of delicacy. It is dressing the way you feel comfortable, loving who your heart chooses to love, going for yours the way you feel is most effective, decorating your apartment the way that makes you happy and inspires you, and leading your life in the way that fits best for you. Not for Pepe, Juansito or Maria, but for YOU.

Whenever I’ve had people down my throat trying to tell me how much or how little of myself to be, I have quite a few simple tactics that quickly get them on their way, and help me get back to what actually matters. Ask a few simple questions. Am I you? Do you pay my rent? Do you subsidize my bills? Are you my keeper? If this your face or your body? Suddenly, they start to realize, oh wait – no, no, no, no – and off they go to take a closer look at themselves. Mission accomplished.

So what’s my point? My point is this is a life full of battles, and so many are not worth fighting, but the fight for authenticity? The right to be me, be happy, and be true to the first and last unwavering friend I will ever have? That is a fight I will never give up, and it is my humble opinion that you shouldn’t either. A world of clones is undoubtedly a dreadful place to live, so come on, help me out here, and just do you. Especially if you’re working towards your HAPPY, the fastest way to fail is to lose sight of your authentic self.

Now, tell me, what does authenticity mean to you?

Sonia, Word Share Junkie