Giving myself permission

I don’t know exactly what I will be sharing here — and that’s okay. It’s funny because I feel that I have so much to share, but I seem to have a case of perfectionist blues.

I created this blog a year ago. Almost exactly a year ago, in a few days, and all I wrote was a bio of myself. Ha. This is changing now.

Perhaps I needed a year to give myself permission over my creativity, and to feel confident in writing about whatever the hell I wanted. Maybe I was just scared— scared of what others would think— scared of what I would think.

I’m so over giving and leaning into this fear. My logical brain is like, “Pirssheng! Hello? This mentality doesn’t serve you. Make a plan, or don’t! Whatever it is you decide, do it.”

This is all a lot easier said than done, but once it’s done; it gets much easier. I am choosing to show up for myself, and to allow myself the freedom to show up in whatever way suits me best.

~P