Third post I’ve started for today.
Reality and perfectionism at odds in a big way.
This has kept me from writing for so long already.
I kept it simple yesterday.
A part of me needs the connections that I find here.
I’d like to think that it matters in some small way.
I have big thoughts and dreams and ideas.
But I am a small person.
Fragile right now.
I’m trying not to confuse that with weakness.
For I am strong.
I’ve made it this far.
Full of emotions and fear and hopes
Committed to taking small steps
Progress not perfection
lots more art