Welcome to my inner thoughts Substack (for better or worse)

I think about all the people before me, staring at a blank sheet. Deciding what their first words and sentences should be. What could I say that someone before me hasn’t already?

But then I remind myself it doesn’t really matter. Lost in a sea of 8 billon people and I’m worried about why I should be sharing my inner thoughts on an app. The honest answer isn’t entirely clear to me yet. It’s January of a new year and I’m needing to fill a hole of “something new.” Or more likely, it’s due to the cancer diagnosis at 32 I received at the end of last year. As my entire reality moves in slow motion, I feel a need to cement myself through the modality of writing.

Whatever the reason, I’m out here. For now. For better or for worse.