I tend to start a blog and lose focus on why I started it.
I tend to start projects and get so busy with other people's projects that mine get left to the wayside.
I decided though that 2023 would be the year of me. I don't mean that to be selfish, but I'm tired of everyone else having their dreams, and me helping them achieve those dreams, but when it comes to my dreams forgetting about them. So, as of last night I "fired" the last guy I use to write articles for.
It's been coming for a while now. I've been enjoying not writing for anyone. I have a book that I want to write that I barely touch. The only thing I've been posting on here has been a weekly informative article and I want this site to be so much more. I'm also attempting to start a crafting business because if other people can do it, then so can I.
So what's all this have to do with my confession?
I'm here to say that even after 3 years of therapy I'm still cutting off the strings that bind me to being a people pleaser. I'm still learning to be the real me. In other words, escaping child abuse and domestic violence takes time. Nobody said it'd be easy and I certainly didn't say I have all my shit together. What I did say is that I survived and I'm thriving (albeit sometimes 1 day at a time) and so can you!
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