an encouragement, of sorts
just do you, boo
As I write this, it is the final hours of my half-birthday.1 I have six more months before I turn thirty.
I'm feeling reflective and hopeful. Inspired.
In the past six months, I’ve had a deep desire to create, and yet I am immensely cautious.
Cautious of the people who find a need to tear others down.
The ones who think it is a good idea to make fun of a person to their friend, exposing the fact they've been paying close attention to everything you post on social media.
Is it cringe to start a blog in 2023? One hundred percent.
Being cringe is essential to get us out of our comfort zone. To try new things.
So, while I am cautious of the haters (hi, btw), they inspire me.
Life can be challenging for those who are sensitive. Those that have big hearts and are compassionate. It may not seem like the cruel people are reaping what they sow. It's immensely frustrating to witness time and time again. Yet those people don't get to experience the same beauty in life. They don't get to rise from the ashes, reborn from their strife and pain.
It's disheartening to accept, but the suffering we endure makes life beautiful.
We must endure. We must push through.
We must fuel ourselves creatively when they try to tear us down.
They can laugh because we love a basic drink like a Campari soda. They can make fun of the alliterations we use to be silly and have a laugh with friends.
Yet we stay in our own lane. When they go low, we go high.
As I reflect on my twenties, I've learned it is vital to continue to create. To be cringe. To challenge yourself and take risks.
I hope to live by the rules of a woman I aspire to be like one day, Ms. Frizzle, whose wise words I leave you with; "Take chances, make mistakes, and get messy!"
half-birthdays should be a thing!! I will not take any further comments on this subject