Welcomed Back

“Alice asked the Cheshire Cat, who was sitting in a tree, “What road do I take?”
The cat asked, “Where do you want to go?”
“I don’t know,” Alice answered.
“Then,” said the cat, “it really doesn’t matter, does it?” ― Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland

Snuggled up on a Saturday night with a solid NetFlix binge going, I am stuck on what I should write my first post about… Yes I could go on and on about my choice in holiday nail colors or the must haves to get you through the blistering winter here in Maine (mind you it’s currently a crisp 19 degrees out) but I think the best way to start it off is by explaining why I am taking this uncharacteristically leap so far out of my comfort zone and starting this blog. The year you turn 25 is a big year, it’s the time you can have melt down without the added judgement because “hey, everyone has a quarter life crisis right!?” Coming into my 25th birthday, my quarter life crisis was swiftly approaching and let me tell you, it was coming in hot.  Did I have a quarter life crisis? Yes. Did I come out of it a-okay? Yes. It actually made me realize that at this time in my life I needed to start doing things for myself. Things that made me happy. The biggest and scariest decision I made was to move from Boston where I had been living primarily for the past seven years back to Maine. This move was scary for many different reasons but mostly because I was scared that I would be looked at as someone who failed. I failed in the big-ish city of Boston and didn’t accomplish what I had pictured or planned for myself. I didn’t want to be the girl that left and failed. Fast forward to actually moving back and realizing that I hadn’t failed or lost, I had actually succeeded. I had won. I made the decision for myself and for absolutely no one else and I that was #winning in my book. This is just another step in the right direction for doing things for me, myself and I.

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