It’s so strange to feel anxious about something I’ve loved so dearly.
This place was so instrumental in getting me through some tough moments.
But when I start a post now, I can only think about how there may be people reading who may not like the content.
And it’s weird that I care. Because by nature, I’m not really a people pleaser and I try to march to the beat of my own drum.
I guess what I’m saying is, who else has experienced this and how does
Stella iomay get her groove back?
You know, without the weird teenage-like feelings.