It took me a while to convince myself to write again:
I don’t have much to write about except my life and I didn’t know how interesting that would be.
I didn’t want to share everything with everyone, I didn’t know where the line would be.
And I will admit, even the thought of people reading what I wrote made me feel embarrassed. What would they think? Would they judge me? Would they laugh at me? Would I be good enough? You can see where this is going.
But I realised:
I do have things I want to share.
I don’t want to be a faceless writer.
And finally, who cares what other people think.
This is for me.
(But I hope you like it!)