...and that my voice didn't matter...
Writing has always been my refuge and therefore I have always been really authentic in my writing. But as I have grown up and really become an adult I have actually taken away my own platform for honesty and authenticity simply because I didn't want the world to see who I really am and all of the real life issues I have. Even though I have never wanted to be ordinary, I have also never wanted to be seen as anything other than perky and as close to perfect as possible. And in an effort to project only that image I have stifled my own voice and my own creativity because I truly believed that no one wanted my authentic thoughts on anything. I never felt like I was an expert at anything and that my voice didn't matter. It put me in a really dark place, a place that recently became very tight and constricting. So much so that I knew I had to change something. But how do I go about changing not only the inner circumstance but also the environment in which I live?