The older I get the less shame I feel about things that are supposedly “shameful” and good riddance. Here are just a few shameful things about me that I feel absolutely no shame for:
1. I grew up on welfare. Off and on my single mother needed help to raise my brother and me. I’m not ashamed and I wasn’t back then either. I am beyond grateful that the help was available because I don’t know how we would have made it without it.
2. I don’t know my father. I could find my father if I wanted to. I’m sure I have his email somewhere and he can find me too, but we lost each other a very long time ago. If we were to pass each other on the street we would not recognize each other.
3. My brother is a recovering heroin addict. My brother has addictions, but the scariest one has been his addiction to heroin. I could deny my brother’s addiction by not telling people about it, but why? So many people struggle with addiction, it shouldn’t be a secret. Every day that my brother is sober I’m proud of him and keep hoping for another day.
4. I’m overweight. I used to be thin, the kind of annoying thin that thought she was fat when she wasn’t at all fat. Now, I’m fat. I’m not particularly proud of my fat and I don’t want to hang on to it forever and ever, but I am not ashamed of it. My favorite cut of jeans is still “skinny” because who says you have to be skinny to wear “skinny” jeans?
5. I have anxiety disorder. I take medication that helps keep it in check and I exercise because it helps a ton, but on occasion I still get panic attacks. Mental health is a part of health in general and needing and seeking help is not something that should be stigmatized.
6. I have PTSD. Yup, I’ve never been to war, but I have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I used to feel like there was something wrong with me, but then an incredibly nice man framed it for me this way: he said something along the lines of, “There is nothing wrong with you, these are just labels we give you to name what it is that you are going through. You learned a set of survival skills that at one time served you well and kept you safe. Those skills no longer serve you well, so it’s time to develop new ones.”
7. I’m losing my hair. Yup, I’m one of the about 50 percent of women who experiences hair loss. I’m genetically prone to hair loss it appears. My once thick head of hair is no longer so thick up on top. I’m not gonna lie it sucks and I don’t like it, but I’m doing my best to enjoy the hair I have left.
8. I got laid off. I got laid off from a job that I was really good at. It hit me like a ton of unexpected bricks. I proudly stand by the work I did and ni modo, whatcha gonna do?
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9. I cry a lot. I cry when I’m happy, I cry when I’m sad, I cry when I see other people cry. What’s the big deal? Tears are not a sign of weakness. I just have feelings that make my eyes leak.
10. I don’t use accents when I write in Spanish. This is a big deal because it really upsets people if you don’t use accents correctly and I agree it TOTALLY matters. The thing is that I was born in the U.S. and even though I learned to speak in Spanish first all my formal education has been in English. I taught myself how to read and write in Spanish when I was a child and I’m proud of that. My mother who is a Spanish speaker never corrected my lack of accent usage because she only has a sixth grade education so she doesn’t really use accents when she writes either.
11. I don’t wax my lady bits and never have. I can’t believe I just went there, but I did. It’s true I’ve never had a bikini wax and I’m pretty certain I never will. Don’t worry it’s not a jungle down there, but even if it were that would be nothing to be ashamed of. I groom, but just not like the porn stars.
deborahpucci says
Thank you for sharing your heart. I tried waxing my legs once and it hurt, no way I would do other body parts!
C.C. @IntrospectivelyInspired says
#11 had me laughing so much that I couldn’t remember my Disqus password to write a much needed comment on this post. First let me tell you, thank you for being so transparent and sharing such intimate details about your life. You are such an inspirational (and hilarious) blogger. This is probably the post I like the most, so much so that I’ve decided to do a similar one in the future for my own blog. You’ll be surprised how many things we have in common.
Once again thank you, thank you, thank you for opening up your heart to your readers!!!
Claudya Martinez says
Let me know when your post goes up so that I don’t miss it. And thank you for being so supportive.
C.C. @IntrospectivelyInspired says
I will definitely inform you when I post it on my blog!!!
Jeannette Kaplun says
I love your posts and your honesty. Nothing shameful about what you shared, amiga!
Deborah Cruz says
Claudya, I love you for your “this is me” attitude! You are my soul sista. Life is too short and I am too damn old to be hiding the real me:) Go girl! You ain’t got nothing to be ashamed of anyways.You are amazing and I think people who succeed in life by surviving through the hard times are way more interesting than those who’ve always had it easy.
Rocio Chavez says
Yes, yes, yes – shame has no place in our self-talk or in what we say to others. Good for you for sharing who you are and not equating shame with any of it 😉
0therobotmommy0 says
I cry too. A lot. Today in fact has been a super big crying day. Reading your honest post and seeing a connect makes me cry a little less. You rock, lady.
María José Ovalle says
Ha love it! and #4 is right on, who says you have to be skinny to wear skinny jeans. Thanks for the truths, it best to be realistic and not pretend. Because that is just way too hard and ain’t NOBODY got time for that 😉
Ana L. Flores says
Truth bombs! Theres no shame in light and this is all pure light because you’ve decided to not keep it in the darkness. Go, you!!
Andrea B. says
This is such a fantastic post. I love that you’ve opened up and expressed yourself rawly. We have some similarities. Many differences, but some similarities that mean I can relate anyway. I’m with you in the anxiety war. It’s there and it’s rough but it’s nothing to be ashamed of. The more freely we speak about it the more others will learn that they are not alone.
ps – I’ve never waxed, either!!! 🙂