On keeping it real
There's been a bit of traffic on the blog lately. Apart from my writing that is. There seems to have been a big pause on that front. I did an interview for a national publication that was published this week. It's not as grand as it sounds, trust me. I responded to the questions several months ago, and wasn't sure when it would go to print. I realised it had when a friend sent me a message, She loved it; Thanked me for 'keeping it real'. And that got me thinking. In my line of work, I believe I have an obligation to honesty. I am a truth teller. A life-liver. A joy-seeker. And in truth, that's not always the most comfortable place to be. But if I don't 'keep it real' who will? If I am not honest about the fact that life in all it's fullness is hard sometimes, often.... then why write? why preach? why speak? Recently I believed I was entering another episode of depression. A blood test later, an adjustment in medicati