I almost gave up on my streak today. I’ll admit, I was very tempted to just say “screw it”. Though I don’t have much to share regarding my education, pursuits, or interests, I’m writing anyway.
When I take a look at the reasons I blog every day, none of them are so that I can make myself look “perfect” for the world. I don’t write every day to showcase myself as someone who’s got their life together and knows everything about living well. If that were my aim, I wouldn’t be doing this every day and I sure as heck wouldn’t plan on doing it for 1,000 days.
Some people don’t do what I do, and they want to make sure the world views them a certain way. That’s fine, but it’s definitely not for me. Why? Because, yes, it’s scary to know that there are people out there reading this, but I’m not doing it for them. I’m doing this for myself so I can get over my fears and force myself to do the right thing - even when I don’t feel like it.
That means that some days, yes, I’m going to feel like crap. I’m going to want to quit some days. But it’s all a part of the challenge and it’s a part of life too. Sometimes, that’s okay. It’s good to acknowledge when something is wrong, it’s okay to be afraid, and it’s okay to cry. You’ll never get past anything if you can’t be real about it.
So, I’m writing. When dumb thoughts creep in telling me that there’s “no point”, “no one cares anyway”, and “I’m just making a fool of myself”, I’m reminded that I don’t do this for anyone but myself. Hopefully, by completing this challenge, this can help someone in the future too.