I’ve hidden my secrets and fears well. I can pretend to be the social butterfly even when it makes my ulcer flare so high I come close to vomiting my bile all over the party. Writing this freely is easy when nobody knows who I am. But, I’m tired of being alone. I wouldn’t turn away a pat on the back for my progress made in overcoming these fears and anxiety.
I’m taking a slow approach at getting this blog and my idea out there. The baby steps are a comfortable pace for me right now. A handful of friends, a few family members, my husband, our dog (he lets me bounce hours of ideas off him), and now Twitter all know of my writing.
It was warm and comfy in there, but starting to bore me. Time for release…
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November 16, 2009 at 1:52 pm
Here is a much deserved virtual “pat on the back”. I am so proud of you and so honored to call you a friend. Can’t wait for more entries…