I remember my blog in college; it was a constant stream of thoughts and there were like 3 people who read it. I mumbled about books I read, thoughts in my faith, and had a very open, very odd love letter to a brand new coffee pot I purchased.

And there was nothing wrong with it – it was a space for me to be me.

Until…

You wish someone would resonate with your words. You long to be sitting in the library and someone sees you and says, “your post about blah blah blah was incredible!” or you hear someone quote something you said and you find a small smile coming across your face.

That’s not what this is going to be.

I’m in a transformative time in my life. It’s the beginning of the year, natural for someone to want to start a blog. I’m in therapy consistently and actually LIKE my therapist. I’m going to be divorced by the end of the year. I desperately need to lose like 200 pounds. I’m looking at a big move in the next few months.

And, I just want, without judgement, a space for me – because the internet is super private and never fosters judgement.

So…here I am. Read or don’t read. I’ll literally never know the difference.

-emmy-