I don’t know what I’m doing, but here we go

Feeling a bit like radio rebel without the cool name. Journaling has been therapeutic, honestly, but a part of me feels like I can’t be the only keep one spiraling in notebooks. Once you have over 10 journals, fingers burning from the site of a pen, and your notes app is crying for more storage, maybe it’s time for a change of scenery.

I stalled of course because who do I think I am to start a blog? I mean I don’t even have social media. Completely anonymous, so no friends or family to “promote”. I had to take a step back and redefined what this is for me. It’s somewhere I can come to journal. Just openly now. Still no pressure to be anything/anyone, but me.

Anyway, here’s my life.