A month ago, I started this blog with zero intentions of it going anywhere. I figured no one would care what a random girl’s brain was saying. Who am I to think my thoughts are worth more than just toilet seat reading. But over this past last month, I have watched this blog grow into something I had never dreamed of. We are blowing up in any fancy capacity, but to me, its everything. However, just as fast as this fascination comes, it fades to fear. What now? What do I write about now? What if people came due to one blog post such as “Terror of silence” or “Please stay,” my two most popular posts. Yet leave when I cannot keep up that momentum. This blog is a documentation of the thoughts that consume my mind looking for an escape. What if I disappoint the people who came to listen to what I had to say on those topics. What if they don’t care for the rest? What if they leave? That last question baffles me. Like I said before, I started this blog with zero intentions of it going anywhere. I was using it as a therapy for myself. Just because I have followers reading now, that should not change why or how I write. Yet, I find myself having to force myself to write freely.
Published by Kathrine
Emergency Room Nurse spends too much time thinking, reflecting, and over-analyzing every detail of life. Hoping to one day figure it all out. View more posts