What am I trying to say?

This afternoon I decided that it’s time to write something through my own inspiration, not just daily prompts.

But then I remembered my inspiration ghosted me months ago. I want to share so badly but second guess if I have anything worth sharing. I sit staring at the blinking cursor on a new post and it’s like I don’t know words, or how to put them together.

I ask myself, what are you trying to say? Do you even have anything *worth* saying?

Then I remember the writing is not for others, so it doesn’t matter if it’s worth saying or if I don’t have the perfect words. I remembered posting this on Facebook, years ago- “Important revelation: I over analyze people, situations, myself, to understand. I write to memorize or internalize the information. I share to learn the lesson and move on.”

So I sift through my amygdala and pluck out thoughts that will better serve me on the page than taking up space in my head. I take those thoughts and feelings mix them up with words and throw them out into the void. Maybe they will be validated, maybe not. The vulnerability of putting your insides on the outside is the fast track to personal growth though, which is definitely a Little Victory.

Inward first, then Onward.