What am I so afraid of?
I feel my blog becoming stagnant. There are so many things I would like to write, but I wait.
I sincerely want to finish my Breastfeeding 101 Series, but I can’t help but wonder if anyone really finds it helpful.
I desperately want to write about the stress that we’re under these days, but I wonder if that would turn people away.
I want to share secrets about the things that have happened to me that led me to where I am today, but I’m worried that I’ll offend.
It seems to boil down to this:
1. I am afraid I’m not as helpful as I’d like to be.
2. I don’t want to seem as fragile as I truly feel today.
3. I don’t want friends / family / especially Tori to think less of me.
So what am I so afraid of?
2. The human condition
Truly? WHO CARES about any of those things?! WHY do they matter? WHY am I allowing those things to inhibit me?
Instead of acting upon any of these things, I’ve frozen. It can’t be helpful to go nowhere.