#bravewildrabbit

Hi!  I’m Sara. I wrote this as kind of loose script for a vlog I may post publicly in the future.  I’m using tumblr as a more written and photo centric version of it, so I can share more posts I like, inspiration for cleaning or make-up techniques, or just things that make me smile, or cry, or feel some kinda something. This is my first blog entry, so I’m gonna tell you a little bit about myself, and what I hope we can share in the future.  I love the internet, and I am allergic to outdoors.  I’m in my 30s, I’m fresh out of a relationship, and I would call myself a recovering human disaster.  In the past couple years, I’ve had some major lifestyle changes.  I lost 80ish pounds (85 on a good day), I got diagnosed with ADD, I started cooking more, and crafting more, getting rid of crap in my house, and cleaning more so I would feel like less of an on fire dumpster. The hard work of all that was my part, so yay!  But a big part of it was having a significant other who really motivated me to want good things for my life.  So when that relationship ended around two weeks ago, I had a choice.  I could curl in bed, and cry, and wallow and want to die forever, or I could try to be the person I deserved to be the whole time.  A person who is honest about her feelings, and sometimes funny, and maybe doesn’t hate her body, and her face, and her voice, and her life as much as she used to. I hid on the internet for a really long time.  The internet can be a really supportive space to lose yourself, where you don’t have to think about the parts of you that you maybe don’t like so much.  I could be a series of pixels in a game instead of a real person.  But I am a real person.  So, I want to use this blog to force myself to do brave things- like try new crafts, try new cleaning and organization things, wear new clothes, review stuff I try, and maybe learn to love my face and my voice and myself just a tiny bit more. I also am blogging because I know I’m not the only person who sometimes finds themselves feeling like they are human garbage.  And I want whoever might be listening to feel like they can do brave things, too.  You can make a craft that turns out not so great.  Or treat yourself to fresh sheets.  Or make a dating profile where you’re honest about what you’re going through.  Or cry on an elliptical in public.  And maybe, I can take the kind of gut wrenching terror of feeling completely lost and turn it into a space where we can be brave together. If you’re still reading, or you want to get in on the feeling good about yourself train, leave me a note with one kind thing you did for yourself today, or one brave thing you’re going to do within the next week.