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I’ve got it!

In my first post, I talked about the fact that I need to get my shit together. And my second post was about trying to figure out what to write about. Well, after weeks (yeah y’all – WEEKS) of self deliberation (is that even a thing?) I&#8217…

And two weeks later…

Okay, I honestly had no idea what it would take to start a blog! I bought my domain and paid a few bucks for WordPress, assuming that I’d just start writing and the rest would just…well…fall into place magically and seamlessly! Nope. Not a chance.

Holy Shit. I started a blog.

Perhaps it’s because I’ve talked about starting a blog for the last 10 years.

Maybe it’s because I just turned 34 and feel like I should have accomplished a LOT more by this point in my life.

It could be the fact that I recently moved across the country to ‘be closer to family’ but yet feel more alone than I’ve ever felt before.

Maybe it was the conversation I had with my mom the other day about starting a blog.

“Sounds like a winner. When are you starting?”
“Haha, never. But it sounds so fun, huh?”
“That’s what I figured, lol. Yes, it does.”

Am I that predictable? Am I that bad at following through with things? Damnit. Yeah, I am that bad at following through with things.

Nope, it was this: I’ve taken thousands of pictures in the past year of my sweet, perfect little girl – and I’m only in a handful of them because I hate the way I look. I hate the way I feel. I’m not myself anymore and I miss the person I used to be. I want to be someone my daughter can be proud of, and I have a lot of work to do.

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Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.
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