The Writeventures of Emaleecious

A few days ago, I spiraled - and truthfully, it was exactly what I needed. Eventually, I calmed down and almost came here to take down the post. I'm glad I didn't.  It's okay to unravel sometimes. And since I need to unburden my thoughts, this space becomes the place where I can speak- right here in plain sight. Lately, I've been thinking of how I used to write years ago, and I miss that version of me. The girl who wrote freely, without overthinking. That was before life got complicated, layered, before I learned restraint, and before I became protective of my growing family and our privacy.  I still value privacy, but something in me is shifting. I find myself wanting to share again- not everything, but enough. Enough not to be an enigma. Enough to leave a trace of who I am. Enough to document my growth,  my wins,  my shortcomings, and my becoming. Not to brag,  but to leave a timestamp of my existence.  I wasn't created to be a flower on the wall.  I...