Journal Entry #5

A reminder to do the things that scare me

I’m writing this to remember. I just spent time writing and editing an essay on this film I watched. I shared it on my Substack. Then I shared it on my Instagram, which felt a little scary. But I did it. It felt wonderful to hit post on something I worked on and edited. It felt nice to post something that I had written with a little intentionality.

Brooke texted me and said that she was proud of me and that meant a lot. A few people subscribed and to me that feels amazing. People want to read what I have to say. That’s massive. That’s beautiful. I could cry really. This is my dream, to write and share it. I’m doing that! I’m living my dream. Sure I want income to come from this and in time it will. But right now I’ll be thankful people to want to read what I write and enjoy it. It feels really fucking good. I feel energized. I feel giddy. I feel joy. I even feel my old friend peace, trying to make it’s way in. So yeah I’m just writing this down because today I did something I wanted to. Something that was for me. I showed up for the me that want’s to be heard and my god that feels fucking amazing.

Thank you! You did it and now we’re one step closer. We’re closer to all that we’ve imagined coming true. Today you showed up for you. I’m proud of you and I love you!

I know that this is just the start.

Thank you for joining me in this short series Journal Entries. This concludes the series. I hope in these few entries you were able to draw something from the small moments we often keep from others.