I have always wanted to write a book. I would fantasize about how easy and exciting it would be, to be able to write out all my thoughts and ideas, and how everybody would fawn over my masterpiece. The one thing I was not sure about was if I wanted to write fiction or non fiction. I went around and around in my head whether if I wanted to tell a true story or if I wanted to tell some made up fairy tale story. I do not know why I thought writing would be easy and why I assumed everybody would love my writing, but I did. Right up until I started blogging and I quickly realized that nobody was interested in what I had to say. So I stopped. I decided I didn't want to deal with the rejection, the disbelief that my ideas were not fascinating to everybody who could read. I am not a overly confident, cocky person. I struggle with body image and self esteem. I have no clue why I was so naive about writing. I think the last post I made on my blog was early 2019 and after that post, I stopped writing. I stopped sharing my ideas with others. I wasn't sad or hurt, I decided I wasn't going to take the time to share if people weren't interested. I was shocked nobody was reading. I didn't bid farewell to my 2 readers. I just never wrote another sentence. I gave up on my idea. Over the last 3 years, I have been itching to do something just for me, something that brings me joy, something that is mine, just something..... and the first place my mind went to was writing. Things have changed for me though. I realized and accepted that my blog probably will not be the newest trending cool thing. I will not have celebrities reading it and then talking about it, myself and my blog will not be promoted on the Today show, my blog is for me, it is exactly what I wanted; Something for me, something to do that I love. So here I am, back at it, back to writing.
I like my initial idea about living off the closet. My closets are still over flowing with a lot of unnecessary stuff. And it is pretty obvious at this point in my life that I am telling my story, its not made up, its not a fairy tale. My posts will be true and messy and will probably border on too much information. However since the initial time writing, A few things have changed. I am reselling a lot of my un-needed items, I have had some yard sales, I have taken clothing and accessories to consignment store and i have sold items thru e commerce companies, such as Ebay. I have eliminated a lot of items, but I still have a long ways to go. I also want to add other topics to my blog... useful home tips, recipes, crafts, health and wellness. I am going to transform this into a space all about me and the daily events, with a focus of de-cluttering and using the stuff I have accumulated.
My goal is too post 2 -3 times a week with helpful stuff and then as often as I went as a place to vent. I am going into this with zero expectations that anybody will read this but me, so if i do pick up some readers and when you read this and it sounds like I am talking to myself when I write, its probably because I am.
