Oh wait, there are none of you here yet. So in a sense this first blog post is a formality. A “Hey, How ya doing?” to the universe before I take the plunge and start to post some deep and raw feelings and experiences. Feels sort of like WordPress has kinda told me “At least take me out to dinner first!”. I’ll take you out to dinner WordPress; ease you into it as they say.
So here I am. 9am on a Monday morning, in bed, hoodie on and naked from the waist down – as I every increasingly am (and not for the fun reason you may be thinking) and I am writing this first post to introduce any impending followers to who I am and what I am about.
Well if you check out my About Me page you can have a wee skim over the basics, but since we are out for dinner, I might as well let you guys get to know me properly.
I am a two weeks away from being 22, Three months away from completing my third year of Nursing, I’m completely in love with my partner Matt, Living in Palmerston North, New Zealand, Six months pregnant with my first child, Danny, and shit scared about posting this first entry to my blog.
I won’t say I have had a hard life because from what I’ve seen as not only a human being, but a health professional, there have been others who have suffered much, much worse. But, I will say that life has been a challenge, at the least, for me. Starting from when I was only little. At some time on this blog I’d like to talk about the things that have happened to me on my timeline of existence in more detail, as for now I’ll keep it a little vague.
The thing is, everything that has ever been thrown at me I’ve overcome. Just like you. If you’re here today reading this little post, or visit this blog sometime in the future, then you’ve overcome every single thing life has thrown at you so far, and that’s something to be very proud of. I really pride myself on my stubbornness, it’s one of my best qualities (though I am sure the ones who love me may have to disagree) But it’s my stubbornness that has got me here. I like to look at challenges dead in the face and mouth F**K YOU, there is no way I am a quitter, I’m a warrior, I’m an overcomer.
One of the many ways in which I have learnt to triumph over things, is to speak openly about what I’m going through. I’ve always been a talker, and a listener, but I have found through the years, problems just don’t seem so big to me once I’ve let go of them creatively. So naturally, when I was younger I found my passion for writing and I’ve been doing it ever since. Expelling every toxic thought or burst of happiness or bout of depression or intense desire for a man in countless journals I still have strewn around my home. However, they’ve all been so private. Pen to paper feels so good to me, so safe and so comfortable. A very stark change to typing keys on the internet for all to read.
This brings me to why I have started this blog. I’ve come to a place where I think my words could actually reach someone. Anyone. A person out there who has gone through something similar and wants an escape or reassurance that they’re also an overcomer, simply because they’re still out there. I don’t want my words rotting in a journal anymore, I want them to have some sort of an impact, while simultaneously helping me through whatever it is I am going through.
I guess I’m currently here trying to over come this pregnancy at the moment. Trying to overcome the hardship of my final year of study. Trying to adjust to the sudden changes in my lifestyle now that I can’t be selfish anymore and only care about my needs. Trying to overcome the challenges of a relationship with someone in the military. Trying to find my place in this world and more specifically trying to be the best human being that I can be, as an example to my son when he grows up.
If you’ve read to the end of this post and you’re not completely bored then I am one happy woman.
I hope you keep overcoming, and come back here again soon.
All my love,