Why I Almost Didn't Start This Blog
This blog almost didn’t happen. Not because I didn’t want to write it, but because I know myself. I am not historically excellent at long-term consistency. I am, however, very good at getting deeply invested in something, buying all the metaphorical supplies, and then… quietly moving on while the project sits there, unfinished, judging me. This is not just a blog problem. This is a life pattern. Crafts, projects, hobbies; you name it. At any given time, I probably have at least one abandoned “this is my new thing” sitting somewhere in my house. And this isn’t even my first attempt at blogging. I once started a blog to document diet and exercise, thinking public accountability would magically turn me into a consistent person. It did not. I also started a blog while processing my brother’s death. That one started with intention, but eventually felt like I was circling the same thoughts over and over again, just using slightly different words. So yeah, history suggested ...