Opaque

I've been trying to write this blog for what seems like hours. I've hit somewhat of a writers block and what is weighing heaviest on my mind is too close to my heart to share with a world full of critics. So I'll just keep it to myself and over think and over analyze every small detail.

When I started this blog I challenged myself to open up and be honest, and if I had been honest with myself I would have realized how much of a challenge that would be for me. In my quest to be transparent, I've learned something key about who I am, about what makes me, me. 

So here it is... 

I find it terrifying for people to see my imperfections. 

I don't think I need to be perfect, because God knows I'm not, but I don't want people to see that I don't have it all together. Life threw me and Garrett a huge, fast curve ball, a ball that at times I have no idea what to do with. I'm happy, I'm sad, I'm mad, I'm confused, I laugh, I cry, and I hide it from everyone. 

So bare with me as I learn more about myself and become a better "blogger." Writing is always something I've been private about so it goes against every grain of who I am to share so much with so many people.