Naked

Writing a blog feels a little like being naked. Naked is great when you are alone in your house. Naked is great when you are with someone who you trust. Naked is not so good when you don't know who is taking it all in. 

I don't know how other people feel about writing but for me it is like opening the door to get the paper in the morning with no shirt on. It reveals parts of me that I don't feel that comfortable sharing but people who see it will probably find it interesting to look at. You feel the most vulnerable when it is someone you know who is doing the "seeing". I can handle it if total strangers are learning who I am, not so much when it's people who I know. 

Last night, someone who I really respect told me that they had read this blog and knew about my plans to write a book. It kind of made me want to run away and hide. What did they think of it? Of me? Did it confirm the thoughts they had about me? Did I want their thoughts confirmed? What are their thoughts?

I am not writing this book, or this blog to get anyone's approval. I am writing because it is my dream to help women like me who need to start over and just don't know how. The difficult side effect is how exposed my life, my struggles and the way I think are to the outside world. It's not a bad thing, but I would be lying if I said I was totally okay with the feeling. And now you all know...