The putting yourself out there, in the open, left to be judged.
You spill your thoughts. You tell your worries. You share your story.
And then so easily, one comes along and just rips your heart out and stomps on it.
I knew going in to this whole blogging experience that I would have to "grow thicker skin" because let's face it...."anonymous" is not a nice person. They say mean things. They hurt your feelings. They question your parenting style and make you wish you had never started "Living On Trees."
Lots of things make me second guess keeping this blog going.
Why bother when I'm being portrayed as a bad mom or not doing things in the best interest of my daughter? Why bother when I can't even be myself and have my own place..... you know?
And then, I realize WHY I am here. I remember why Living On Trees does exist.
It's here because it's my place. It is my ideas. It is my story.
There will always be an anonymous lurking in the shadow waiting to catch me on the already bad day when I over slept, kissed my crying baby girl good-bye, forgot my breakfast, realized I forgot my paperwork and missed an assignment. Anonymous will always be there to kick me in the gut....
But I am strong enough to know that I am a GREAT mom. I ALWAYS put my daughter and family first. And I am a good person. I have original ideas, I have original ways and I am one of a kind. And, this is my way of sharing.
Anonymous doesn't need to read if they don't like what I have to say. There are ten million other blogs out there that you just may like.
You won't get me down.