I have a bunch of unpublished drafts sitting around here.
It’s not that I forgot about this place. It’s not that I didn’t want to write.
In part, I was concerned that I had more ‘important’ things to be doing, and spending my time on this every day would be detrimental.
In part, I had dammed myself up by withholding the post I wanted to write until it no longer felt viable.
In part, I was going through some things that meant my writing took on a tone that I didn’t necessarily want to broadcast.
Most of all, I became uncomfortable with the very notion that I had created this blog, in my own name, showing you so much of who I am, good and bad, if you only cared to look.
I worried it was incongruent with the career I might want for myself, or the goals I was pursuing. I worried it was going to come and bite me on the backside, one way or another, eventually.
I thought about hitting delete on the whole thing – a favourite trick of mine – but I resisted. I let it sit here until I could bear the fact of its existence again without shame clawing at my throat.
It has been tapping on my shoulder persistently for the past couple of weeks. So here I am.