I don’t want to be that girl – the one who goes on and on in post after post on her blog about how much life sucks. About how hard things are. About how sad I feel sometimes. I don’t want to be the TMI Girl. I’ve met that girl – she hangs around online a lot – and I really, really don’t want to be her.
2 1/2 months into this and I’m hoping I’m more honest than pathetic.
Admittedly, sometimes I hit ‘publish’ and think, “Oh man, what are people going to think?!”
And then I get a comment thanking me for being honest. Or one from someone who says I’ve captured something she hasn’t been able to express. Or from someone who says, “I no longer feel alone.”
That’s why I write this and why I share this part of myself with the people who read here.
Because of this:
And this:
And because writing about it makes me a better mom to this:
And that’s the honest truth.
