IN THIS ARTICLE:
dad’s words of wisdom, the rebirth of the blog,
how crafting helps my social anxiety and
maybe it can help yours
Saturday, August 26th, was my dad’s 73rd birthday. To honor the occasion, my younger sister Liesl and her husband Kenny threw a celebratory lunch at their apartment. Though I didn’t make it for the meal (I’ve got dietary restrictions up the wazoo), Continue reading
IN THIS ARTICLE:
why I’ve decided to relaunch the blog,
accepting social anxiety as a fact of life
I’ve allowed this site to lay dormant for so long. Partly due to analysis paralysis. Mostly due to trusty ol’ self doubt. But you know what? I’m forging ahead — self-doubt notwithstanding. In fact, I’ve actually decided to make that a focus of the site, along with social anxiety and his sidekick social awkwardness. You can run, my pesky lifelong companions, but you can no longer hide.
If you invite me out to any type of social gathering, I’ll most likely decline. It will (probably) have no bearing on how I feel about you, I’ve just always preferred staying at home and, ideally, being productive while I’m at it.
That said, I’ve very recently become obsessed with making things and talking about making things. So, instead of boring my coworkers to tears with talk of knitting needles and sewing notions, I’ll let loose here.
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