Fear of...
The primary reason I started this blog was to get away from the blog clutter that had taken over my life. I was tired of what blogging had become and I needed an opportunity to say what I needed to say without fear of retribution or the dreaded "anonymous" comment. I had forgotten how long it takes to build a readership when you aren't constantly promoting yourself and you just let things happen organically. It's a very new feeling to be here with only 2 or 3 readers who show up on a regular basis. I feel like I'm failing, like nobody is listening. And then it kind of hit me like a truck. I spent so long not saying the things that I wanted to say I forgot how to say anything at all. This is how my day goes. I write, I read, I edit, I delete. I am afraid. But afraid of what? Not being accepted? Not being liked? Offending someone? Well guess what. Today I am throwing my hands up in the air and saying "Fuck it!" I am not a major publication. I don't have to vet my facts. I am not required to see all sides. Sometimes it's just my side and I want to speak it. Sometimes, I really don't want to see your side. It is really exhausting to have to filter every little thing all the time for fear of.....what? Being a human who says things?
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