Just get back to it
I have been writing and drafting my thoughts for two weeks straight. Anyone following along on this blog knows that this is where I come to process. This is usually where I make sense of thoughts and feelings that I’m having trouble slowing down to organize.
But I avoided it.
Fear of judgment. Fear of processing. Fear of actually bringing to light what I’d prefer to keep in the dark.
Whatever the reason, it really doesn’t matter. What does matter is the void I feel every single time I step away from doing what I love to do. Doing the very thing that makes me feel the most liberated.
When I stop writing I lose that sense of purpose that keeps me trudging forward.
I miss out on the opportunity to check in with all of you and connect with random strangers.
Welp, staying on brand with my true self - that ends today. Here’s me calling myself out and holding up the truth so I can stay accountable.
Like good ole muscle memory, time to push through the discomfort and get back to it.
I’m back - if for nothing else to stay consistent in doing what I love and keeping up with all of you.
I hope you all had a beautiful hump day.
Also, keep spamming my feed with all of your “back to school” pictures - it’s the best.