Are You Hiding Behind Your Status?
For as long as I could remember my biggest issue was not letting people in close enough to really know my story, who I was, what I stood for. I hid behind my status as an athlete and any accomplishments that went with it. That was my go-to card to impress and showcase myself. Ugh…makes my stomach turn the garbage that came out of my mouth just to get a “wow, ooh la la”.
We all have that “impress card” to throw out (ego) and it’s no help that in our current society, status tends to carry a heavy bearing on how others view you. Let’s step back for a second, outside of ourselves. Do others conduct who we are or what we become? For us as speakers I would sincerely hope not.
After getting spotty results and lack-lustered relationships I had to do the most profound thing we could do for ourselves as humans. I asked myself several questions. Am I happy with who I’m becoming? Am I making an impact? Am I being true to me?
That was the lightening bolt question!
I was hiding behind the disguise of being an athlete when people asked me about my story. Yes, that is a part but not the core. Who I really was, was just like everyone else. Vulnerable, struggles of trials and tribulations with the determination to become more. Truth is I came from a broken home with father incarcerated and died before I knew him, an unstable mother. Living in and out of hotels with my younger brother before being put into a foster home for four years. At the ages of 5 and 7 we were blessed to be adopted by two angels of parents. They changed our lives forever as providers, educators and protectors. As life revolves in circles, we lost both of them several years later one to bone marrow cancer and the other to an irreparable coma. Now, as an elite athlete on the west coast leaving everything I know and grew up with on the east coast, chasing a dream for the 2016 Olympic Games.
That is my story, that is the essence of who and where I came from. No hiding, no disguises, just me on a silver platter. So, now when I speak to others, athletes, CEOs, weekend warriors, and they begin to take out that “impress me card” my response is…
“Tell me your story, not your status.”
I want to know your story. Inspire me. I want to learn your history, your truth. Teach me from your struggles and pain, the nights you laughed, the mornings you cried. Share your passions. Show me how you live.
I leave you with this. It’s not what you do, not what’s in your wallet or where you live. It’s the gift, the love inside that you express to the world; and as you share it you get better, the world gets better. Let go, release your story, your truth, and let the magic begin.