"You're in Your Head Too Much. Get out of It!"

January wasn rough. I'm not ready to tell the whole story yet, but it didn't turn out the way I hopped. And I thought living alone would be easy, quiet, and manageble. Turns out, it's harder than I thought. I don't even like being around people that much, but that didn't stop the loneliness from creeping in every now and then.

Good thing I wasn't completely alone. My boyfriend is always been there for me through it all. And I don't say it enough, but I'm really grateful to have him in my corner. And my cat, too. Even though he's not the cuddly type and kinda does his own thing most of the time, somehow always around when the nights felt a little too quiet. Funny how that little guy also helped me connect with neighbors.

One night, I was having my another solo dinner while I watched one of Deddy Corbuzier's podcast. The episode was about 11-year-old kid, DeLiang, who'd written over 40 books that some even made it to the top 13 bestsellers on Amazon. I couldn't help but compare that to my own childhood. While DeLiang was out there writing books, I was busy with Barbie dools, just there playing around. And I don't even know if I ever really made my parents proud.

Hearing about him and realizing I'm almost a decade older than him and still have no idea what I'm doing with my life, literally hit me hard. It made me think about my own dreams of being an author. I've had an Amazon KDP account for years, and a bunch of unfinished stories from when I was younger. But perfectionism always got in the way. If I noticed even the smallest mistake, I'd shut it all down. It was like I couldn't move forward unless everything was perfect.

I remembered a conversation with my partner. He told me I had all the time in the world to finish my stories. He believed in me, even when I couldn't see it myself. Slowly, I started to understand that it's okay not to have everything figured out.

Life doesn't always go the way you want it to, but that's part of it, isn't it? We're all just figuring it out as we go.