I did it.
After 20 years, I sang in public. It feels so wild to think I waited so long, silly. Im so proud of myself, Paul helped me, as usual. I don’t think he even thinks he did but, it’s true.
Singing was always so complicated for me, I didn’t care about being good or great, being off key or anything. It is so personal and special to me. My mom always gave me a hard time about it which is probably why I resisted it for so long. I didn’t want to share, maybe it’s selfish, who cares.
Anyway, I did it. And I’ll do it again! That’s a threat.
I feel so much less burdened by relationships, I don’t know what changed in the last three days. I feel free, free of everything that felt like weight. Stifled, suffocating insecurity or whatever teenage stuff I held on to. Maybe it was the full moon, maybe I grew. Maybe both.
Here I am.
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