Last night at dinner I was asked a very important question:
"What is it you're trying to do, and what do you want to accomplish?"
I didn't have an answer! I still don't have an answer 😕 What the hell am I trying to do here? I know what I want to do, but I'm still figuring myself out. I just come to one very big conclusion that I am not really ready to admit, but I might as well admit the truth: I'm not ready.
I want to be ready for this Blogging world, but really, it's a lifestyle. A lifestyle that I can't fully commit to 110%, but I want to. In the back of my mind I know what I want to do and I know what I want out of life, I just haven't been able to tangibly portray that. It's frustrating to say the very least.
Y'all, ya girl tried to do an OOTD post, and I had my dude taking the pics! 👀😭 It felt all wrong! You could see it in my face. I didn't feel comfortable, I knew he just wanted to snap a few pics and get the hell on with his day. He doesn't realize nor care that there are levels to this ish. The pics are terrible! 👻💀 No amount of editing could salvage these images. I was going to give in + post the failed attempt, but I just can't! 😭😭😭
I think I may have bitten off way more than I can chew with wanting to do this. I want this, but I don't know how to break into the game. This was so much easier when I was 16. No, seriously. I was THEE BOMB-DOT-COM when it came to this Blogging game. I'm talking about when it was LiveJournal days and I owned emoriot.net 💁
I don't think it's a good idea to blog anymore until I am clear what my direction and what my purpose is. I didn't take the proper steps or do the proper planning, and I feel like I am just embarrassing myself more than I would like to. I was going to post the pictures, but I don't even want to ruin the outfit. Composition was all wrong, my poses were horrible, and my face look constipated in every single photo. How the hell does that happen!? 🙈