beginning anything that requires me to be open and venerable creates a swell of anxiety inside me. i can feel it pulsate through the fibers of my being screaming “NOOOOoooooooo!” i want to run, to procrastinate, to find other things that leave me less open to fill my time. but then i feel empty and disappointed. and it's not your average run-of-the-mill kind of disappointment. but that kind of twisty disappointment that you save for yourself. It’s nasty stuff y’all.
now with my second baby on the way, and a strong pull to maintain a blog, i'm saying F*** it. being anxious takes up way too much of my time and head space. and the only way to get past it is to go through it.
so here i am beginning a blog. and i wonder who cares? and who will think what? or if anyone will think anything at all? but i'm doing it anyways. i'm doing it to silence the voice i hear yelling at me to do it, i'm doing it in the face of being scared, and most importantly i'm doing because i want to.
i have no idea where this will lead. it could quite possibly be a boring ol' blog about my experiences with motherhood, crafting, art, photography and let’s not forget food! in fact, i can pretty much guarantee this blog will be about all those things. so enjoy, or don't i'm going to go pretend i don't care.
shannon
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