I am stuck. Stuck in this process called life. Thinking about what to write for my first blog post, stuck... stuck in my career path, my dating life, my family life, just pure and simple STUCK. Have I mentioned I am stuck. A cute boy (😉 ) recently sent me an inspiring blurb on "stuckness" stating that, "the stuckness now occurring, the zero of consciousness, isn't the worst of all possible situations, but the best possible situation you could be in". ⬴ (shoutout to crae crae!) I've wanted to start my own blog for some time now, but of course the devil known as fear creeps in at any given moment to sabotage any effort of risk. I have tried so many things in my life thus far that I had hoped would manifest into something as great I envisioned - but for all these years fear has lingered, creating this sense of stuckness. Dance and fitness was my thang, but we'll get into the reasons why I stopped later. I played the piano, ice skated, played tennis every Saturday. I set out to be a makeup artist, hair stylist, casting director. Model, actor, singer, songwriter. I recently bought a djing deck to learn how to spin. I thought I was going to be the next David Guetta (but seriously though who was I kidding). I am sitting on my bathroom floor right now, laptop on the toilet (it's sparkling clean), writing and sharing my stuckness with you. I am unemployed now, twice in one year, embarrassed, scared, and stuck. I am slowly but surely going to kick fear out the fucking window and share with you my experiences and #feels along the way. Maybe this will inspire me or maybe it won't, but it's always worth a shot. I am a lover, dreamer, and explorer of all life has to offer and I am set out to see if my stuckness can become unstuck. Where my consciousness goes from 0 - 100 real quick (:)) My goal is to simply write about everything and anything in order to inspire my readers to take risks, feel apart of something, engage in #thefeels. You feel me?
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