This past year has been a year of massive growth for me. I met someone great, fell in love, struggled with some differences in our relationship, grew as an individual more than ever before, and just when I thought I had it all figured out… he broke up with me.
all the meeps!
For the first 30 years of my life, nothing was ever enough. My motto was, “I’ll love my life when ‘INSERT FUTURE EVENT’ happens.” I was addicted to the “honeymoon phase” of every new experience. And I’m not even talking about relationships… new college courses, new degree programs, new careers, new jobs, new big life changes, new vacations, new starts to sports seasons… the list goes on.
I used to be clueless when it came to my feelings. All I knew was that I had them, they were all over the place, and I wanted them to just go away.
The moment I turned 30, I had a quarter-life crisis and was faced to deal with 30 years of built up feelings — aka my pile of shit.
I fall deeply when someone shows me their soul. I love hard without reservation. I see the love and vulnerability in others, even when they do not see it in themselves.
I am afraid to expose my heart. I am brave and expose it anyway. I follow my heart and fight for what I believe in. I see beauty in pain. I lean into discomfort. I feel everything. I cry often.
I’ve been obsessed with the writing process ever since I started Meep Moment. I once spent NINE HUNDRED DOLLARS on a new blog idea and then blew the whole thing up just a few weeks later because my writing wasn’t “perfect.” That was five years ago and ever since, a piece of me has been missing.
I struggle with perfectionism. It’s been ingrained in my bones since I was a little girl. And although it means well, perfectionism helps no one. It holds you back from sharing your unique gifts with the world. It holds you back from being your amazing self.
Perfectionism makes you doubt yourself ALL THE DAMN TIME.
Whenever we hear of someone being brave, we think of them taking action — standing up for themselves, doing that scary thing, or actively helping another person.
But sometimes being brave means not doing anything at all. Being brave could mean sitting back and letting things be. And as a person who loves to take action and control everything, being brave and letting things be is extremely hard for me.
I’ve been working hard the last few weeks to hone in on the mission of Meep Moment. It’s been exciting and sometimes overwhelming to actually sit down and plan something that has been quietly calling me for years. It has always been a dream of mine and now that it’s a reality, the pressure is on.
But as I freak out over here, I keep coming back to this concept:
Meep Moment is about simplicity.