1/2019.

I pride myself on never really being afraid of doing anything. I always push myself to do the things that scare me, just for the proof that I could accomplish them. But there has always been one thing that frightens me the most. One thing that I have never wanted to do, yet wanted nothing more than TO do. One thing that makes me feel most alive even while scaring me to death.

I love to write. It’s hard to admit it because most days I really don’t feel like I do. Though I have wanted to do it since I was a young child. The problem is, I hate people reading my work. I know there are so many others trying to accomplish the same goal, so really, why should I even try? But if I never do, how will I ever know if I could succeed or not?

I just have to try it. I have to force myself to do it everyday, even when I don’t want to. I need to know.

So welcome back old self. Please be patient.