You guys are awesome

When I started this blog I started with a fairly high level of anxiety. I was really worried about looking stupid, because I really am a horrible speller and part of me equates that with not being very bright. It was a way for me to address that fear, and at the same time learn to be ok with showing this weakness. A way to strip away that part of me that wants to look like I have it all together. It is ironic that this blog stemmed from an previous accountability relationship with the same person who offended me yesterday.

That aside, when I started writing yesterday, I was hurt. I wrote about it because it is what I was thinking about, what was at the core of me, at the time. The great thing about writing is, for me, I always feel better at the end. Great things become greater, reliving them in words and hard confusing things, even painful things, get untangled become more manageable. It's a great lens to cast life through.

So, by the time I clicked publish on the piece, I had already changed my way of thinking. I was feeling pretty liberated. Not happy, but not unhappy either. I had given up the chains of someone else's bias. As a note, I have been informed that my more agitated writing is also more error prone, sorry about that.

Anyway, I wrap it up and get back to work and then this awesome thing happens. I get texts and email, comments and phone calls. From everywhere you supported and affirmed me. I even had one person, with perhaps a little to much New York in her, offer to uh.. "Take care of" the situation. It was awesome. You guys are awesome.

By the time I closed my eyes last night, if anything, I felt better than I could have imagined. You gave me what I needed before I really realized I needed it. Thank you.