Debbie Downer
I woke up early this morning with the intention of writing. I haven't written anything in almost 2 weeks now. It's like my creative well has run dry. And, consequently, I was thinking of coming here to write about my insecurities with writing. Perhaps I'm not as good at this as I thought I would be. But, then, I thought that blogs aren't about "poor me" and "life is hard." They're about happy and dinner parties and kids and "look my life is just simply perfect." We've been tricked into putting out a persona of "everything's perfect" because we don't want to be the one who brings everyone else around. We're constantly on the search for Happy...but, it seems the more we search and the harder we grasp, the more elusive Happy becomes. This past year, I've been happy and miserable and scared and anxious and loved and a million other things. But, I think it's just now that I'm learning that I w...