“National AFA Paraplanner Pulse Chair, Managing Director of CPS and Chief Bum Wiper”. This was how I introduced myself to my toddler as he announced his toileting success.
I find myself wondering what it would be like if people got to see the real picture of my life.
The one where I’m frantically getting the kids ready in the morning while digging through mountains of washing to find a top to wear. Where my favourite shorts are the ones with massive holes in them and I tend to only brush my hair just before a Zoom meeting.
The Hayley you see on LinkedIn and Facebook is me, but also not really. I feel like a bit of an imposter. Like I’m 1 social media stuff up away from you seeing my real life.
I relayed my feelings to a friend and she said to me “everyone feels that way. Everyone gets dressed up to go out to dinner but eat at home is in sweatpants. All I can think about when I’m at work is how much I can’t wait to take my shoes off when I get home. Sure, I can wear no shoes or even ugly shoes, but this is a part of the show we present to society. No one cares about what’s going on behind the curtain”.
Is it that? No one cares what you do at home (as long as it’s not super weird or illegal for that matter).
So, I suppose the advice of ‘being the real you’ when sharing your story is only partially true. Be real in the sense of what you feel and think but keep the holey shorts and Real Housewives secret addiction to yourself.