mamashonestjournal

We live in a world that rewards polish over honesty. Perfect feeds, polite small talk, smiles that never reach the eyes.

I have never been good at surface level. Small talk drains me. Fake laughter exhausts me. Conversations about people instead of purpose make me want to reset my energy.

As I grew in motherhood, I had to evaluate my friendships more carefully. I am called to protect my daughter from people who secretly dislike me. Even babies feel energy.

Some people were raised to believe openness equals weakness. I remember when I was young my dad would tell me I was too sensitive.

That emotions are embarrassing. That depth is too much.

So when you show up honest and self aware, it makes them uncomfortable. But someone else’s discomfort is not your responsibility.

Not everyone will like you. Not everyone will understand you. Not everyone is capable of vulnerability. That is their limitation, not yours.

Protecting your peace does not mean being cold. It means being discerning.

You can be kind and still have boundaries. Warm and still walk away.

I no longer overexplain, shrink, or beg for depth from people who only know surface.

Being deep in a surface level world can feel lonely, but it is not a flaw. It is a strength.

In a world that rewards fake, being authentic is rebellion. And I would rather be deep than liked.

And let me end this by stating, not every friendship has to be deep in my book as long as good intention is always there.