Hello there. How’s life? I hope you had the best summer ever, filled with ice cream cones and fireflies and naps in the sunshine. My summer followed a slightly different formula, and I’m not gonna lie, I’m happy that fall is here. I adore autumn. Doesn’t September always feel like a new beginning? That’s what 20+ years of school will do for you. But whatever, I love this time of year. I’m always ready to reconnect with friends, and that includes you. So . . . um, yeah . . . I’ve been wanting to talk to you about our relationship for a while now, but I’ve been putting off. Obviously.
You know me, and maybe I know you. You might be one of my 8 or so subscribers, maybe you found me on Twitter, or maybe you just stalk out me every so often. (Don’t worry, I totally get it.) You probably didn’t see this on Facebook because I didn’t put it there, even though I usually do because that’s where most of my traffic comes from, which is exactly why I didn’t put it there. I know, it’s completely illogical. But love doesn’t always follow logic and reason, and I love you.
It’s just that I feel we’ve lost our intimacy, you and I. And I want to get it back, so I’m focusing on you. And me. And worrying less about talking to everyone else.
Reader, I haven’t been completely honest with you. I’ve been doing my best to fake it. (But you knew that, didn’t you?) The truth is that I am afraid to be ugly with you. There are certain places where I’m not afraid: on stage, with my family, at Walmart. But I have been hesitant to show my quirkiness and darkness, to be vulnerable here. What if you don’t like me? Deep down, I guess that’s what we’re all afraid of, aren’t we? I’m sorry I haven’t trusted you. I want that to change.
Okay, Melissa, what are you saying? I’m saying that I want to give you more. I started this blog as a means of expressing myself, to share things with you, to make a difference in your life. And if it’s not from my heart, well . . . then it’s meaningless. And if it’s meaningless, then why do it in the first place, right?
Here is my pledge to you: I will open my heart and give more. Yes, I may fail miserably at times, but I will always do my best. Prom promise.
P.S. I got bangs. Again. No, I didn’t set out to look like Anna Wintour, it just happened. Scarlett is adorable as always.