Starting over


As a teenager I was a massive fan of Livejournal. Back in the early 2000’s it was such a relief to have a space to pour my heart into and have other people who could relate to the teenage angst and pain I was also feeling. It was also nice to keep those thoughts private even though it always felt so much better to write on paper. I miss those times because there was such a strong ‘scene’ culture where we would all meet on MySpace or Livejournal then go to shows. It was also the dawn of what we know today as social media. One thing I really love about the internet is that despite all the high light reels and life envy there is a place where we ALL belong. As long as you have a wifi connection there is a small space for everyone to exist. 

Yes, another instagram screenshot 

 A few weeks ago I deleted every post I had written from 2012 up until now is that it was so sporadically written and I had former loves on there and deleting those posts and keeping the rest felt like skipping a chapter. I also wanted to challenge myself. I’m someone who will start a project with gusto then move on for one reason or another.

Another thing I love about journaling is that there are few things more satisfying than having your own history and seeing the changes you have made. I have a huge stack of old journals and when someone said they wanted to read them I was like but you don’t even know this Anna and nor do you want to. We are ever evolving because rolling with change is where it’s at. I’m looking forward to burning these journals because they hold a lot of sadness and moving them from place to place feels like I’m holding on to a lot of old sadness.

Present day me with sweet little Brax

One thing I really love about the internet is that despite all the high light reels and life envy there is a place where we ALL belong. As long as you have a wifi connection there is a small space for everyone to exist. So with that, welcome to mine.