You Have To Start Somewhere

I've been putting this off for almost a month now. The idea of starting a blog has been nothing but stressful to me. However, after much thought, I have decided to take a different approach to this whole blog thing.

Writing has always been a passion of mine, and the idea of a place where I can fully express myself is oh-so-appealing. The thing is, I have never been good at sharing what I write with others, never been great at completely and honestly expressing my day to day ups and downs, highs and lows--uncontrollable laughter or drowning in a pool of my tears for no logical reason at all. I scribble them down in a journal then bury it away until I have the need to write again.

That need to express myself in writing will never go away, but recently being able to write has. My eyesight isn't what it used to be, and my normally very steady, strong hands have taken on a peculiar pulsing tremor; I have my recent flair up of Lyme to thank for those lovely gifts. All that aside, never have I thought that people would actually want to read what I think or write. Anytime I get close, I say to myself, "Chloe that's ridiculous; no one wants to hear you go on and on about nothing." Maybe that's where I'm mixed up, it's not nothing--it's my life.