Self Inflicted Barriers

I always told myself since I was in middle school that I am NOT a writer, and I am NOT a reader. 

I never enjoyed reading, and only did what was asked of me for school assignments.

And I definitely wasn’t a writer, I would stare at my paper having no idea where to even start.

A lot of times my wonderful, helpful mother would come over and offer to type for me and I would just start talking. (Don’t tell Mrs. Moseman my High School English teacher) 

But here I am. I write and publish everyday, and every evening I snuggle up and read my fun self help books. 

Now mind you it is definitely B- work, but i’m doing it. I was convinced that if you're not good at something you just don’t do it. But here I am doing things I’m not great at but I sooooooo enjoy.  

So I announce that I AM a writer, and I AM a reader. 

Here’s to knocking down barriers that I created! And here’s to doing hard things! 

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