i realized something today.
i'm scared of blogging. yes, it's something i find joy in and oftentimes it's a lot easier to type than it is to write.
but the blog is open for the world to see.
and that is terrifying.
how can i open up? how can i be "real"? how do i justify writing about the things that are weighing on my soul, deep down inside.
fear of rejection. fear of ridicule. and fear of people knowing.
but what if it helps someone else along the way? what if it's ok to be vulnerable? what if this is just what i need to really find myself?
i don't always think i'm the most eloquent writer and i probably compare myself to others way more than i should. but sometimes i just want to have their bravery, their courage, and their willingness to share.
because really, we're all just human. we all have weaknesses and life's not perfect. but through the trials is how we grow.
and there is always light at the end of the tunnel.
i'm scared of blogging. yes, it's something i find joy in and oftentimes it's a lot easier to type than it is to write.
but the blog is open for the world to see.
and that is terrifying.
how can i open up? how can i be "real"? how do i justify writing about the things that are weighing on my soul, deep down inside.
fear of rejection. fear of ridicule. and fear of people knowing.
but what if it helps someone else along the way? what if it's ok to be vulnerable? what if this is just what i need to really find myself?
i don't always think i'm the most eloquent writer and i probably compare myself to others way more than i should. but sometimes i just want to have their bravery, their courage, and their willingness to share.
because really, we're all just human. we all have weaknesses and life's not perfect. but through the trials is how we grow.
and there is always light at the end of the tunnel.
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