I guess this post is where I’ll start.
So now my feet are posted at the starting line. A portion of myself wants to turn around and run in the opposite direction, to curl up into the warmth of what I know. That portion of me wants to indulge in a perfectly perfumed cup of chai and flirt with my comfort zone forever. The rest of me is committed to ending that attractively disguised toxic relationship. The relationship that immobilized me at countless starting lines. That convinced me I would bloom in all my glory without spreading my roots to reach the elements imperative to my growth.
Anxiety bends over backwards to try to hinder my path and I don’t feel ready for a second to begin this blog. But I now realize that waiting to be ready is one of the biggest mistakes that anyone can make. Being ready suggests that everything will go as planned, while things rarely do. As unripe as I may be, I am excited to break up with my comfort zone and mold this blog.
Even more excited to hear what you have to say about it.