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I have never been able to keep a blog alive because I worry about who might find me, and how they might react. I have difficulty sharing the truth of my life because I don’t want to offend or disappoint people I love. So I’ve always tried to keep my identity hidden. Turns out I didn’t do such a good job this time around. And it’s okay. The world didn’t end. I’m still loved.

In order to grow as a writer, I have to be able to say what I want, when I want. And it turns out, the only person standing in my way? Was me. As usually. So from here on out, no more running. No more worrying.

This feels really good.


P.S. Mom, I love you. Thank you. :)

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