Steemit is Where I Need To Share The Roadblocks of my Life

So what's the deal today...

I can be identified as an observer, victim, and abuser, a true product of life’s adversity, roadblocks, setbacks, and pitfalls. To get through this life, I tell myself “I” chose to be a regular person because I was Beyoncé in a past life; and there’s no way God would want me to suffer and call on Jesus as much as I do on this earth. Perhaps for me, earth is a school where I must learn how to be a better angel for the afterlife. That would make more sense. Perhaps, I need to be thankful for my suffering because through pain and rain came knowledge and wisdom. I’ve been told some of the best works come from a period of pain. And heck, through a life regression session, I swear I heard someone ask me, “Are you sure you’re ready to go down?” I said, “Yes.” I remember being in the womb asking myself “What did I do? It’s too late to go back.” Thinking of life that way makes it easier to deal with the daily struggle.

I guess that’s why I’m drawn to Coast to Coast AM. That’s, where I learned about Steemit. I'm glad I did. Upon first glance, this appears to be the perfect platform for my stories. Would anyone even care? Everybody has a story. But sharing anything outside my home, since the age of 2, was an absolute-clutch-my-pearls no-no. Can I now face that fear? Can I really share my experiences, theories, beliefs, and attitudes openly? Am I ready to subject myself to criticism, judgement, and opinion? Being a Leo, that's never easy to do when pride and ego get in the way. If Steemit truly goes where I predict it will go, @WhatsTheDeal has the potential to set me free from my rat-race career job. Or, it could very well remain in Beta for an archive that will be open to my grandkids in years to come.

I psyched myself in believing I have courage to spill my most inner brain thoughts. I trialed so many blog sites. Nothing seemed to stick because I didn't learn enough about myself yet. I wasn't really grown. Heck, 18 years of marriage and two kids later, midway through life, I would like to say I'm still not grown. So, if given a second chance at life, why do I have to live in mystery this time? Why not pull away the vail? Share the scars that led to change. My story could possibly help one person right? What if it reached 100K? Steemit will be the place to test it. And, it will satisfy my craving to "share to the world" creatively and easily.

I'm not great at putting myself on camera. The way I see it, any of the 3 faces shown in my very first post will fit any upcoming story. But if I had 100K followers I would tape all day. Oprah, Gayle, Wendy, or Sheryl - who shall I be?