How did I get here?
I’m here because I’m hurting. I’m sick of the rat race. I hope to help others who are experiencing similar struggles in their personal and professional lives. I don’t want to write only for myself anymore.
I have wanted to be a writer for most of my life. I considered blogging as a side hustle a few years ago; my full-time position barely paid me enough to cover my bills. I was intimidated by the amount of work and vulnerability involved, so I did not pursue it (until now). For all my complaining, my current situation has been a Godsend in some ways. If things were better, I would not have taken such a leap of faith, shucking out hundreds of dollars on online courses, website domain and hosting, and all the other myriad expenses that come with launching a website. Coronavirus has brought on a slew of new problems. Still, with work being so slow (practically nonexistent), I have time to work on my blog while working at my day job.
I am genuinely interested in people, their stories, and their struggles. I am also passionate about personal and professional development. I aim to inform, encourage, and hopefully inspire people through my writing. I am not a medical professional or counselor, but I can share my experience and the information I collect along the way. So many people have helped me along the way, and I hope to “pay it forward.”
I am still scared. That feeling will probably never entirely go away. My courage shudders, knowing there will be failure along the way. Hell, I don’t even have WordPress completely figured out! But I’ve reached a point where I feel compelled to try something different, something new that I’ve wanted to do for a long time, and suddenly I’ve found an opportunity to pursue it.
What risks will you take today?