Authenticity

Authenticity is my gift.

Authenticity is my birthright.

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If you're not following me on Social Media or Instagram (@deeventresca) I have just two things to say to you:

1. Why the fuck not?

2. You're missing out on a lot of real, raw, deep posts and truths.

My Instagram account holds a lot more space, photos and explanations of feelings and emotions. My Instagram account has both highlights and high-lows, within it's content. Therefore, again, two things:

1. Go follow me.

2. Go read my content.

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Why am I telling you this?

I am authentic as fuck.

I am raw, real and to the core. Not all of my Instagram content gets posted to Facebook, and vice versa. Some people like to read, others like to watch videos, and some simply look at a photo and base whether they will take further interest in it, or not. There is literally a photo of me on the toilet, holding my tear filled face, barely keeping my eyes open - seriously, read that fucking post.

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The Winter season has been anything but easy, for me. The dark, gloomy, lonely days are keeping my motivation low, anxiety high and depression extreme. It's of no surprise that words are hard to form, and often, unwillingly to come out lately. I have been openly discussing these struggles with my followers (or those whom actually give enough of a shit to watch-read-listen to my posts). To my surprise, I am getting a ton of POSITIVE feedback. People are praising my authenticity, appreciating my raw, vulnerable words as I openly discuss my struggles.

I was shocked when people of my pasts, a long with complete strangers started reaching out, thanking me for creating relatable content.

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This brought me to an epiphany.

Authenticity is my gift. I am gifted to be authentic.

The universe has given me the ability to use my words and experiences to help others overcome their own struggles.

I truly believe that I was given this gift, to make huge impacts, and move mountains.

I am authentic as fuck.

I refuse to sugar coat things. I refuse to quit. I refuse to "tone it down" and I refuse to be controlled. I am authentic because I am passionate about helping others. I am authentic because it is my gift, my birthright, and my strength.

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I challenge you...

You were gifted with something great. Find it.

You were gifted with something that you excel in, easily and without challenges. What flows for you, is difficult for others. It is your birthright to teach and help those people. It is your birthright to enhance the lives of others with your unique talent.

The ability to write, create, add, subtract, listen, advise, perform surgery etc, is a gift. If you have the gift of patience, persistence, organizing, caring, mothering - it is your birthright to use it.

Your gift may not be common. Your gift may not be to create planes or the lightbulb. You gift may be a common quality trait, like a nurturing heart or the gift of sign language. Your ability to clean and organize may be your gift. Those gifts are superficial or ordinary skills. Those are big challenges for many people...

Find your gift.

Use your gift.

Be an enhancement.

And most importantly, be authentic.

xo,

dee