Ever since I can remember I have always loved to express myself through writing. I used to watch people on the t.v who were talented, who could sing, or dance and once asked at what point their love for the art they specialized in started, they always said an age that I was so far past. It made me feel like it was too late for me to create anything to do with my passion of writing or literature but my mum always told me I could do anything I put my mind to so this is me giving it a crack after many conversations with myself about how I could never make it work, or how I was never good enough. I can't really say myself that I am ‘talented’ at writing, but I am passionate about it and love how words can demonstrate your feelings or help you to vent your emotions or frustrations. Even if it is purely for your eyes only, it is soothing for the soul and is a way to reflect on your journey and growth, no matter what you intended that to be. I feel now is my time and believe you are never too old to start doing something you love.
Not long ago I found an autobiography that I had written at 11 years old. Not only did it explain in depth how I viewed the world at that age, it also portrayed what I hoped and dreamed of for my future years. Reading it now at 26 I can honestly say I am the furthest away from anywhere I thought I would or even could be. But here is where is gets interesting. Although being an adult is seriously overrated at times, I wouldn’t change my journey thus far.
I am at a point in my life where I have two kids; a heap of bills that sometimes we can't afford and a partner that works away and I feel I need some sort of outlet hence this blog. I hope most of you can relate to it – whether or not it be because you have kids, or because you feel down in yourself and need a pick me up, or because you need something that makes you think ‘I am not alone in how I am feeling’ or ‘wow this is normal.’ Recently I posted on social media a brief explanation of how I was feeling at that particular moment in time, not only as a mother, but also in myself. I think at times we all feel like shit. We all feel like we are failing or life isn’t moving in the way we would like or have hoped. But you know what, we have got to roll with it. Whatever twists or turns it makes that’s the path we have to take, and we aren’t alone. So many people are going through the same issue. The amount of love and responses I got from women and men alike were enough to make me stop in my tracks for a second and think ‘holy shit’ my faith in humanity has been restored because there are some genuinely kind people out there who care about you, whether you haven’t spoken to the before or not. This was my little push into starting this blog as before now the self-doubt and the ‘I can't’ in me took over and that little voice in my head kept telling me I was never going write anything worth reading.
This blog is something that I want to be open, and relatable. I don’t want it to surround one particular topic. We deal with so many things in life and some of us can cope with them better than others, but most of us are just good at hiding how we feel. I am not good at managing my feelings, I am an over thinker, I have anxiety and I am my own worst enemy. But I am also passionate, loving and I am caring. I am far from perfect but hope to help people see the best in themselves with my words because no matter what we are all in this together and we are all walking this uneven, rocky but beautiful path we call life together. So prepare yourself for a mixture of posts and emotions. Depending on my mood or what I feel is important at the time. Some might be soppy as shit and some might make you laugh and think ‘I have been there’ and some might be completely random.
I am just a normal, everyday woman, and this is ME sharing parts of my life, and outlook on things with YOU, and what I feel as a whole is important to US.