“If you can’t figure out your purpose, figure out your passion. For your passion will lead you right into your purpose.”– Bishop T.D. Jakes
I was struggling to figure out what type of blog post I wanted to release this week. Essentially, I needed something quick and easy to write. I have one of the busiest weeks and it seems every day is accounted for before I leave town for the weekend, but I refuse to not release a blog and ruin my consistency streak. Holding myself accountable this year!
As I searched the internet for quick blog topics (major writer’s block), I came across a suggestion that stated to write about my mission statement. Granted, I do not own a business to have an official mission statement, but I believe that my blog site is a service to others. Let me explain…
Before I created my blog in April 2019, I had just suffered a horrible pregnancy loss the month before. I had a missed miscarriage and was given the option of waiting for the miscarriage to pass or having surgery to remove the fetus…ugh. Even now, it sounds so cold and breaks my heart, but I digress. I decided to do the surgery and what was supposed to be a 30-minute procedure turned into a 3-hour ordeal due to complications. Then during that time, I was in a toxic work environment where I was constantly singled out and made to walk on eggshells out of the fear of being terminated. Each passing day, it felt hard to get out of bed. I honestly didn’t see the point. It felt as if I had nothing to look forward to. I felt alone in my grief and pain. I felt SO ALONE. And to cope, I wrote about all the darkest emotions within my heart and soul. I ached.
The more I wrote (and cried), the lighter I felt. The pain and grief didn’t go away but it felt more bearable. Writing had become my therapy, my escape, and my salvation. I needed to write to heal. And as I began the healing journey while sharpening my writing skills, I felt a shift within myself. I wanted to evolve. I wanted the transformation to be intentional and with purpose. I thought to myself, “I can’t be the only one who feels like this, or has gone through this…” The trauma I had experienced left me feeling lonely. It left me wondering how many people were feeling alone, just like me. How many people are going through these experiences but are unable to voice it or lack the capability of being vulnerable with others out of fear of judgment or embarrassment? Why should anyone suffer alone? Spoiler alert: We shouldn’t! I wanted to help others by being open with my own experiences. My “why” became obvious like big, flashing neon letters.
If I can make one person, just one, feel less alone because they relate to my experiences, then I have done my job. I want people to feel they have found a friend in me. That my site is a safe space; a judgment-free zone. I want others to know that there is no shame in being vulnerable and that vulnerability does not equate weakness. For many people, there are skeletons in closets and demons being fought behind closed doors. I want to spread love and comradery. So here goes my official mission statement for not just my blog, but my life:
To provoke connectedness and healing for others by spreading kindness and authenticity through my writing.
Simple and straight to the point but packs a punch. Because in a nutshell, this is my desire for my blog. My why. And on those days that you feel like you can’t push yourself any further, I hope you read my blog posts and find comfort in the fact that you are not alone. I want you to read my stories and think, “If she can do it, so can I.” I want you to feel like you just cried your eyes out during worship or a therapy session. I hope my blog stirs those powerful emotions in you because healing is very unidirectional. There are no shortcuts. You must get through the pain to truly heal. You must sit in the darkness waiting for the glimmer of light, while carrying the faith that you are strong enough to survive such a transformation. And man, it’s been quite the transformation and I’m still not done yet.
It’s the space where you shift from surviving to thriving. It’s happiness. Isn’t that what we all want? And what if I can help you find that? How dope would that be?
So let me leave you with some parting thoughts:
Your feelings are valid.
You do matter.
There are people in your life that look forward to your presence, the sound of your voice.
You make someone’s life better just by simply existing.
We can all find comfort knowing that we feel alone together. So, I guess that means we are never truly alone, right?
Let’s hear some positive proclamations! What would be your mission statement for your life? Please let me know in the comments. Sending you all love ❤