I have considered myself a writer for a long time now. It started with creative stories in elementary school, then I tried my hand at playwriting in high school, and now at any given time I have 5 – 10 documents on my computer that suggest I’d like to have a book published someday (if I ever manage to finish one).
But I have never written a blog before.
Sure, I’ve had my fair share of success on Tumblr but that was a whole lot more reblogging gif sets, posting graphics, and occasionally whining about my homework than it ever was blogging. I made it past the sign up page on blog platforms a number of times but this is the first time I have made it past selecting a layout. So it’s the first time I’ve ever written anything for a blog.
Lets hope I get this right.
What I have to share is a whole lot of lessons on learning to love yourself, coming back from the bad days, and enjoying the hell out of the good ones. I’m hoping to help my readers learn a thing or two (even if it’s just where to go for dinner) and I’m expecting to learn even more myself.
As I fight to become healthier, both physically and mentally, I’d like to share what I find. That means meal prep, recipes, and reviews of fitness programs and videos. But it also means sharing my city adventures, reviewing books and movies, blabbing on about my Netflix binges, and just sharing my life, and hoping my readers will share some of theirs in return.
I’m in a place where almost every day is a new adventure; I’m living in a new city, looking for a new job (with no idea what I want to do), and trying to piece together a new me from the bits of the old I like and the parts of the woman I’d like to be.
So I guess this is my story continued.