My first real cry for help came on the day of my breakdown. The first real moment that happens along this journey is the moment where you encounter your breakdown. That moment for me is today. I had mine, and it went like this…
What the f*#k am I doing, is racing through my mind right now, and my hands are waiving in the air as I cry, and shout lovely words to my computer in frustration on how to start this blog. I am not going to lie, I have no clue on what I’m doing. I know absolutely nothing.
WordPress is intimidating as hell to someone like me, who doesn’t know two craps about coding. I mean, I couldn’t tell you what a widget is, or what CSS even stands for.
That is how new I am. You are on this journey with me in real-time folks.
I started looking up anything I could on how to start a blog, or step-by-step instructions on starting a blog, cuz let’s face it, I need those trusty step-by-steps at this point of the journey. I’m by no means stupid, I’m just brand spanking new. I want to give up. This is too hard. I don’t understand any of it. It’s all a foreign language to me right now. I know how to post a blog. That’s it. That’s all I know how to do.
It’s the beginning of the weekend and instead of giving up again, because let’s face it, this wouldn’t be the first time I’ve quit on something when it got too hard (I’m a pro at throwing in the towel), but I’m going to do it this time.
Commitment is key.
If I fall, it will be because I didn’t give it everything I have, or it could be an epic failure, and I must start all over again, but it won’t be because I quit.
I can’t go back to that old me. I can’t go back to sleeping through my life. I refuse to do that ever again. I have bigger plans than that. I found a product that I believe may help me with this new blogging adventure. If it helps, and I’m hoping it does, I will remember to let you all know what the product is. Wish me luck, I’m going to need some.