This blog was born of failure. I have started several blogs over the years and I failed horribly at them. I’d publish posts for sometime and then disappear like the avatar. I recently realized that the problem was that I cared too much about what people thought. I wanted so badly to be a great writer in the eyes of other people that I stopped writing things I like and started writing things that other people would like. I kept repeating this mistake on every single blog and it just wasn’t me so I failed every single time.
This time around I’ve chosen to release myself from the shackles of external validation. If my writing is not palatable to people then that’s fine. Writing is my therapy. It is my own form of meditation and I have never liked myself more than when I write. I have so many things to write about and even as I type this, a tiny part of me is scared but that’s fine. I’ll use this fear. I will let it push me and guide me. I’ll write some amazing stuff and I’ll also write some stuff that won’t be too great and that’s alright because this time it’s for me. I’m doing this for me.