Hey! It's me. Again.

This not my first blog.

I’ve re-written myself, my story, my point of view… about 3 or 4 times? Each time re-approaching the bench with a new perspective. I’ve always tried to be as genuine and ‘real’ as possible and given as much meaning to each post as I could, packing it with a learnable, a takeaway, a design visual, a step-by-step guide to everything I know… anything to give purpose for my readers. And for every blog that ever lived, came an inevitable death.

‘What’s going to be different this time then?’ you may ask.

Last time I just tried too hard. It felt lame and after a while, I just wasn’t sounding like myself.

Every time I start something, I go gangbusters (most of that resulting in stress). I have these ridiculous big-picture ideas, and I know I’m not alone here, that feels a little like trying to make a coffee but you’re still in bed and your arms aren’t long enough to reach the kitchen, and it’s only when you find it all too hard that you realise you have legs and could have just walked there. That’s me; sometimes we are our own worst enemy.

I also have come to realise that I struggle to feel like anything I do matters. You know what I mean?

Through chats with my other creative friends, I’ve realised this is sadly so. fucking. common. it breaks my heart when my friends can’t see their value and how magical their nuances are. Their creativity and skills are so desperately needed in this world. Why can’t I feel that way for myself?

I can do some cool stuff. I can draw, I like to write and have opinions. I’m obsessed with criminal and investigative podcasts and ones that make global news easy to digest. I’m confident in myself, a bit eccentric at times and I have a unique point of view. Most of all, I want to build on something bigger than just me - I have so much I want to share and help people with, and this feels like a great way to do it.

Someone once said to me, not long ago actually, that I appear online exactly as I appear in person. To me, that was pretty fucking nice. I have clung onto this notion since and it’s something I will vow to carry through whatever becomes of this blog.

So at the ripe age of 29 (and a half!), I’m all wise and shit, ready to start over and do this thing again. To be honest, I initially finished that sentence with ‘do this thing properly’ but that was a little piece of insecurity that I decided to cruuuush. I don’t know where this will go, therefore I don’t know what ‘properly’ even means. I’m just going to give it a hot sexy whirl and hopefully you come back for more.

This is one of those intro blog posts that sounds a lot like me just talking to myself about myself, but I want you to know that it will be more than that. And if you’ve read this far then you might enjoy whatever I write next.

I keep writing new paragraphs to sign this off but legitimately can’t think of a final thing to say, so instead, I will leave you with the most recent illustration that I created for the empowering and uplifting (pun intended) Australian Bra Brand, Berlei.

Thanks for reading, see you again soon x

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