Freedom To Be You

Last night, I had a con­ver­sa­tion with my God-sister Leska about being free and will­ing to laugh at her­self. I was try­ing to con­vince her not to take her­self so seri­ously and to just let go. How­ever, this morn­ing I was think­ing back to the con­ver­sa­tion and I got a sting of con­vic­tion in my stom­ach. As much as I desire to be authen­tic and free, there are still parts of me that I’d pre­fer to hide from the world so that it can only see the Can­dace Prokopets I’d like it to see.

I mean, let’s be real, why would I want to share my fail­ures, my sin, or my chubby thighs with any­one. How­ever, on the con­trary, I am doing myself and you an injus­tice by hid­ing from the truth. Have you ever noticed how hard it is to put on a front? It’s so much eas­ier to just be you, the real you. If I live my life with an open book men­tal­ity, it will encour­age you to do the same. C.S. Lewis once said, “Friend­ship is born at that moment when one per­son says to another. “What! You too? I thought I was the only one.’”

Alright friends, today I’m choos­ing free­dom! Wel­come to a day with Vitaily and Can­dace. Below is a glimpse of who we are when nobody else is around. But please tell me I’m not alone in my strug­gle with my chubby thighs or embar­rass­ing moments. What kind of things do you try to hide from oth­ers? Leave me a com­ment below; I promise it will feel good to let it go.

~Can­dace

P.S. And Leska, I hope my will­ing­ness to come clean across the open lines of the inter­net will empower your own free­dom to be you, just the way you are. I love you!

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This is me pre­tend­ing to be scared of the big waves. Do I look believ­able or should I sign up for a local act­ing class?

Note to Reader: I promise this out­fit makes my strug­gle with chubby thighs look way worse than it really is. I’m con­tem­plat­ing burn­ing it after this post, but its just too com­fort­able to get rid of.

Vitaliy chose free­dom today too! He did give his per­mis­sion to share. Here he is show­ing off his cleav­age. hehe!

And here he is pre­tend­ing to be a bride hold­ing a bou­quet. He is seri­ously why my days are filled with laughter.