I thought I would write today. Today at this moment. I thought I would write. I thought I would blog. I thought I would write. I thought I would blog. Not sure about what, but today, I did both.
I read a friends post today that was about wanting to write. But not sure what people would think.
Lately, I say I don’t really care what people think. The truth of the matter is that I do care. We all care. The trick is to go on ahead and do our thing anyway.
2017 brought me to many friends that I’ve never met in person. Since I’ve never met them in person, I can’t read their body language, so my brain tells me all sorts of stuff.
“They don’t really like you… They tolerate you… What else can they do?”
I’ve had these conversations with myself before about my “Real” friends. Those fears have been successfully conquered.
There is no real difference is there?
“Get over yourself…. Stop being a pest…Who do you think you are?”
The old soundtrack plays yet one more time.
Here is where I settled, for today at least.
I’ll speak my truth. People can deal with me, or not. It’s their choice.
My people, real or online, will love me just the same.