Terrible Person

Yesterday I was on a client call where we started with the check-in question, "If someone saw just your social media profile, what would they think about you?" I responded "UNCURATED" because my feed is the opposite of monochromatic, styled images. I mean, every now and then I share a pretty selfie or cake shot, but I also share when I'm an emotional wreck (sometimes while wearing a chain saw helmet).

An internet colleague once told me my feed feels schizophrenic. My response was something like, um OK but I'm not changing for the internet. The thing I can fully own is my authenticity and my life is both joyful and fucking messy. Sorry not sorry.

That said, I was reminded yesterday that as unfiltered and uncurated as I am, I have another gear. I call it, "terrible person" mode, where I starts sentences with, "OK, I am going to sound like a terrible person saying this..." or "Let's file this under things I cannot say in public." There are only maybe four people in the world who have access to Terrible Person Christine, and I value these people so much. When I am raging about shit, they make me feel seen and not actually terrible. One of those people is my friend Paige.

Last night, Paige and I were supposed to go out for dinner. But she was dealing with physical ailments and I wanted to change into my sweats so I suggested we order in and it would be a BYOGP (bring your own geriatric product) party. She needed her ice pack. I needed my heating pad. We both needed to say a lot of things completely unfiltered. We laughed so hard when one of us would say something "terrible" and the other person was like, "OMG I was thinking the same thing." I felt so much lighter afterwards.

We all deserve to have people who can handle, listen to, and appreciate every side of us, including the side lying on a heating pad in sweats airing grievances. Thanks, Paige.

P.S. I chose this photo to accompany this post because it's the kind of photo that could be styled and edited to be an influencer photo but I was like, "OMG GET THE TRASH BAGS IN!"