Starting Over

How many times have I told myself that I was going to start a blog? About a million and I have!!! BUT I have never kept up with it because my wants and needs are always on the backburner to my family's which is okay but I think for my mental health that I need to start taking some time for myself and that's exactly what I have been attempting to do during this pandemic. I'll explain more later I'm sure. I've always considered myself an open book even when it should be a private journal hidden under one's beds. The older I have gotten, the less other's opinions of me matter because I am the one who has to live with me so as long as I like myself, I'm totally good. It's been a journey to get to that point. It's hard to come to the realization that you're a grown up and you can't make everyone like you or want to be your friend. Life was much easier at 6 than it is at 36. So here I am. This is me and this will be being me, politely opinionated about whatever I want. My outlet, my diary, my whatever it is I want it to be. I guess time will tell. Who says resolutions have to only begin in January 1. 2020 will go down as an awful year no doubt but it has brought so many life lessons, time spent closely with family, and just eye opening as to how we live so freely and carefree without worry. It's not been the worst year for me but it definitely has put a damper on our usual routines which if you know me, my routines are everything. I'm such a pill when it comes to a routine. Hey! We all have our faults and this is a minor one of mine. haha