No RAgrets…yes, I know that’s spelled wrong.

In my feelings this morning. Big trip. Big risk, big reward. Charles knows what I’m talking about. Heyyy, babyyy. Sorry…I’ll do my best to focus.

Engaging with other content creators on Twitter and YouTube is par for the course, and it can feel like shouting into the void. But I’m here to tell you, it’s not like that. You have something to say and your audience is out there.

Let’s look at my vision. I’m a middle-aged woman who loves gaming, might have a mixed past (so totally do!) and who leaks her feelings on a blog. Who the f@#k wants to read that?! Well, it turns out…a lot of people do. My blog numbers grow every single day and for that…well, I have no words. And that’s saying a lot cuz supposedly I’m a wordsmith…so you know…yeah…totally😏

The voices in my head love to tell me no one cares what I have to say. I know a lot of you feel the same way. (Poet and don’t know it moment…yassss 🤘). But the thing is, even identical twins have different fingerprints. No one else can press their thumb into the clay and leave the same imprint. So leave your mark. Do the damn thing. F@king fight back against the doubt, the fear, the insecurity.

I have as of late and I can say I have no ragrets… (really not even one letter?) Nope. Okay, okay it’s no regrets. My point: You’re gonna fuck up and have ragrets but you’ll never REgret being true to yourself.

So after a self-proclaimed dating/man fast I, of course, met the man of my dreams like a month later. Of course, Universe. Thanks for that 😉 And what makes it so cool is that he’s perfectly fine with Cindy Unfiltered. In fact, he’s more in love with the pedal to the metal version of me. Makes me stop and think, WTF have I been doing all these years?

Well, I know what I’ve been doing. As my banner states, I’ve been trying to make everyone else happy, at the expense of my own happiness. Funny thing is, no one was happy with that situation. Hashtag irony. Yeah….

But the gamers, artists, and musicians I most admire are unapologetically themselves. So that’s who I have to be. And guess what…it’s who you have to be, too. Cuz if you ain’t yourself, then who the hell are you? No RAgrets…just sayin’. Game on, my friends 😊🤘.

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