Started this blog in August of 2016. Wrote a few blogs and fell off the face of the earth 🤦🏾♀️. I don’t believe the time was right. I lacked self confidence and most importantly, commitment. I was too afraid of what people would say or wouldn’t say, so I quit.
Quitting for me was easier than traveling into unfamiliar territory. When I started blogging again, it felt different. It was still unfamiliar but this time I made a commitment to myself and to my healing.
I’ve journaled for years, and I’ve saved all of them. One day while cleaning I decided to read a few. Lawd, every journal entry was sad, anxious, and angry. Every 10 or so entries there were glimpses of hope. The “I’m so grateful for life” post followed by, “I’m so over life.” I was a damn mess! Here is what I wrote on 5/30/2014, “If there was ever a time in my life where I felt like giving up, today would be that day.” This was one of many depressing post written by your truly.
January 3, 2018 I starting blogging again. Still depressed, but this time it felt different. I was in a different mindset. I was learning to cope with the depression. This time it felt good. It was fun. It was therapeutic. It didn’t feel forced, and the fear of not being liked had gone.
Here is what I know for sure, there is an audience of readers for ever writer/blogger. Everybody ain’t gonna like what you/I post, and that’s okay. Yep, that was a fear too.
I’ve posted 24 blogs since 1/3/18 and I’m so proud. I’m thankful to those of you who have read my blogs, commented, followed, shared, and left comments.
I’m just getting started, so stick around! Cheers to three months strong 🥂
Until next time…❤️