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What does it mean to be authentic? The definition is genuine. So what does it mean to be genuine? 

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This picture sums up my authenticity tonight
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No makeup. No filter. No jewelry. Hairs a mess. But then again looks only carry you so far. 

So what does it truly mean to be genuine? What is a genuine person? Matchbox 20 is the key to my soul and I believe my authenticity lies there. The key that unlocks my soul is hidden in the words of every single lyric Rob Thomas writes. 

Reach down your hand in your pocket and pull out some hope for me, it’s been a long day. It’s 3am I must be lonely because someday they found my small town world on a big town avenue because I’m just one more hand me down. 

Matchbox 20 holds so much power in every single lyric sung that it’s unbelievable how much it describes my soul. I am a matchbox 20 girl. 

If I could just explain how Rob Thomas sings to my soul and it resonates within me, it feels like he wrote the songs for me. I’m sure it’s because he’s just that talented of a song writer that he can be so empathetic that there are millions of people that feel this way. 

I want to be like that. I want you as readers to feel like I related to you. Like you’ve felt exactly how I’ve felt before and the only way I can do that is by stripping away the mask and standing before you naked and unashamed and being vulnerable. The next three blog posts are going to detail my story as I remember it. Not in depth but vaguely. I will share more. But this is me being authentic. Being real and being unashamed. 

This is me being true to who I am. I have bipolar.  I have to live with it on a daily basis. I have a past. I have to carry that past with me. It has made me who I am. This is me being vulnerable. 

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