My Freelance Journey: Fears

"You're a mess." 

This is something my grandmother told me a lot during my year in Texas, which lasted from 2018-2019. I know to her it was meant to be a form of endearment--spoken in a loving, eye-roll way when I would do something unexpected (to her) or unusual (to her!). 

It still kind of stung, though. Who wants to be a mess? But it also stung because it's not that far from the truth about me, especially when it comes to my freelancing. I AM a mess. 

My New Series About Freelancing

I want to write about my journey as a freelance artist here on Lucy's Life. The last couple years have been so interesting, frustrating and scary. I think that this space could be perfect for talking honestly about it. I hope that my experiences could help inspire someone else or help them feel a little less alone. 

A Good Day

Today is a good day. Good days make me feel a uneasy. 

"This can't last long!" screams my inner self. 

Meet the tiny, little maniac that lives inside my head and feeds off of ruining EVERYTHING. Maybe a better word name for that guy would be Anxiety. 

Missed You

I miss blogging. 

I haven't posted here for four years, ever since 2016, when I stopped in order to focus on studies, getting married and finding a job. 

But I miss it. I miss you guys: my faithful 15 readers! Wait. There are 16 of you? Wow!!! I'm so glad you're here.