My friend was telling some of my colleagues in the office about my blog and how it gave insight into my mind.
My colleagues said to be careful about what I write in case it pisses off the wrong person. Maybe even get me fired.
But I do fully expect that my writing would piss off some people. But I still choose to write what’s on my mind.
You see I write because this is how I become better.
This is me expressing ideas. This is me being vulnerable. This is me facing my fears.
Putting this on the Internet is one of the biggest risks I could take.
Things could go horribly wrong. But it could go awesomely right.
I don’t get much visitors to my site, so any visitors, good or bad, is still good for me.
But my battle against perfection, procrastination and fear means that I must keep writing.
I’m not afraid of what may happen to me because of my writing. I’m afraid of what may happen to me if I don’t write at all.