Right, so. It’s a well established fact that I’m a pretty shitty blogger. Let’s be honest, consistency never was my thing.
Much has changed in my life since my previous declaration to get over the year long pity party and get to blogging again.
To say life was turned upside down over the summer would be a mild statement. To say the pity party ended would be a lie. But what is true is that I am sorting things out; gaining new perspectives and taking things a day at a time.
The was the first year I actually had a summer. The first year I didn’t spend one minute of the summer slinging drinks and food since I was 16. It was amazing. I went to cottages, the beach, enjoyed sunny days and dudes, I EVEN GOT A TAN.
There has been a lot of stuff that’s gone down in the past six months or so. Some of it good (new job!), some of it bad (learning the truth sucks sometimes), and some of it uncertain (my decision to stay in Halishizzle). It’s safe to say I will likely look back at this year as one of those “character building” experiences.
Aside from that, I continue to struggle with the idea of this outlet. I have noticed that when things are not going well I turn away from writing rather than turn to it. I take the fact that I have felt like writing again lately as a positive sign. The struggle, as always, comes from the narcissistic element that inherently comes from writing about stuff that happens in my life rather than a fixed topic like cooking or kitties. This is really more of an internal thing for sure. But nobody wants to come across of self absorbed, or worse yet, be accused of it.
But, ultimately, I can only take this like everything else, one step at a time.
Holler.
