Doesn't everybody?

Lately, I've been dealing with having been put on a pedastal for everyone else to look at and judge.

That sounds so silly, but it's true. Because of who my parents are (both in leader positions in people-populated jobs), my every step is monitored. And every step is reported back to my parents. Not that I've tried that last part out. Or that my parents ask for my life to be reported back to them. But it is. Reported back. Not even my buying a Reese goes unnoticed. Ok. Well, maybe there was that one Reese in the bookstore at college that...well, who cares about that?!

My parents trust me. (Good thing.) They know my personal code of morals is high. (Also a good thing.)

But. Everything I do, put on Facebook, say to anyone gets turned into this circus freak show that EVERYONE has to tell EVERYONE else about. Why? Because it's me. Because I am doing it, putting it on Facebook, and telling it. Because I should be perfect.

NEWSFLASH: I'm not. I'm just an ordinary girl with an extraordinary God who forgives, unlike some who decide my every move must be labeled and categorized and reported.

I have moments where I melt down. So what? Doesn't everybody?! Don't YOU?! I have a heart. I have feelings. I cry. I laugh. I scream. I'm scared. I'm fearless. I wish. I fail. I dream. I pray. Just. Like. You.

But I'm going to keep giving my life my everything. And you can keep judging me. Doesn't everybody?