That voice visited me as I sat down to write an article this week. Every time I began to type, the voice crept in, telling me my stories are too silly to share.
To be fair to this little voice, I am chock-full of embarrassing moments, like the time I literally had to cut myself out of a skort with scissors – at work – after the zipper got stuck (yes, that happened).
I usually enjoy sharing these tales with people – but this week was different; I didn’t feel like sharing my trying tales with readers. Maybe you’ve had similar experiences.
That voice visited me as I sat down to write an article this week. Every time I began to type, the voice crept in, telling me my stories are too silly to share.
To be fair to this little voice, I am chock-full of embarrassing moments, like the time I literally had to cut myself out of a skort with scissors – at work – after the zipper got stuck (yes, that happened).
I usually enjoy sharing these tales with people – but this week was different; I didn’t feel like sharing my trying tales with readers. Maybe you’ve had similar experiences.
