What is even holding me back?
From celebrating life. From being loud in my joy. From sharing my interests. From building community.
I asked myself this question recently while I was thinking about the good ol’ days of the early internet. When personal blogs reigned supreme. When we shared simple memes and the most mundane aspects of our lives with each other.
I started this Substack years ago with the idea of it being highly curated and on topic but the truth is that’s not me. It’s not necessarily what I want to share.
So as I was reminiscing over lost culture and different times I asked myself what’s stopping me? What’s stopping me from sharing that now? What’s stopping me from forming community in a space where it feels like community no longer exists? What’s stopping me from putting myself out there and unapologetically sharing my life as is no frills?
The answer was, nothing. Nothing is stopping me. So here I am. Ready to start a revival.
Here are some things that have changed since the last time I showed my face in these parts.
I have a new corporate insurance job. It is life sucking but a good challenge for me on many levels. Including challenging my perfectionism, people pleasing, and ability to set and keep boundaries with myself and others. Oh and it pays the bills most importantly.
We got a new car. A cutie little Kia Soul. Never in my life thought I’d buy a brand new car but hey the price was right. Driving around in a 2012 Rav 4 with a broken AC and radio for the past 3 years really built an appreciation for a new economy car.
I started therapy again and was reminded that it’s so good to be able to talk through even the most petty of grievances.
Hurricane Milton took out our garden and my beautiful passionfruit vine. I’m currently in a landscaping class for Florida Friendly Landscaping to learn more about how to build a resilient landscape.
I’m excited to see how this space grows and changes. I admit it’s scary to begin something with not knowing where you’re going but that’s also part of the fun.
Until next time,
Roo