If you have clicked on this blog post, you are either lost, someone recommended this to you, or the universe/God has made this your destiny. No matter the reason, you’re here.
So now what do I, the blogger, have to offer to you? (Let’s be real, we don’t read, view, or watch anything unless there is a benefit for ourselves. Whether it’s a laugh, access to new knowledge, or an escape from our own reality.)
Well let’s start by introducing myself. My name is…well I prefer not to share that information throughout this blog journey.
“Why?” you ask….I know you didn’t really ask, but I’m going to tell you anyway. The whole idea behind this blog is to be able to freely talk about my ideas, beliefs, and experiences without the judgement of my loved ones crumbling the reputation that I have worked so hard to maintain. We all have things to say on our personal social medias but sometimes fear that our “friends” or “followers” will ruin the image that we have worked so hard to paint of ourselves.
Oh wait…that’s just me? Well fuck it, maybe this is just my way of public self-therapy without people attaching all of my business with my identity. (BTW, if I would’ve revealed my identity, my grandma would have just found out that I use the word “fuck”…soo let’s continue to let grandma live in a reality where I still don’t use curse words)
If you really have an urge to call me something, just call me “Mild and Free.”
Please don’t confuse this name with “Wild and Free”. I have never been wild. The wildest activity that I partake in is smoking marijuana. Many conservatives may have convinced you that’s wild, but smokers can easily laugh at the idea of being wild while high. The most I’ve ever done while high is giggle ten minutes straight from a punchline from a comedy series, missing the entire plot of the show.
Therefore, I’m mild…not wild.
What is this blog going to be focused on…who the fuck knows?! (BTW, my favorite word is ‘fuck’)
The gist of it is that I’m a young woman in my 20s who decided to move from her college town to a city called Atlanta where timing the perfect low-traffic time is a gift that only God’s true prophets possess. I left a stable career with benefits and steady income in a field that I spent five years studying & accumulating over $100,000 in school debt to a $13/hour full-time job that deals with a field that I have absolutely no experience in.
Was this a smart decision? Probably not if you are looking at it from a financial aspect. However, IDGAF (look it up if you are that behind on text lingo). I’m over here chasing freedom (even though I know this chase doesn’t truly get me freedom because freedom technically doesn’t exist in our society…but that’s a topic for another day).
If you are still reading this, I appreciate you. If you have already exited and clicked on something more exciting on your Twitter, Facebook, or other social media feed, I still appreciate you, too. Uggghh that’s just the type of person I am, I have so much love for humanity even though I get pushed over alot.
So I ask you to join me on my journey through life. Here are some possible topics/purposes/ideas that I have for this blog:
- share my personal experiences
- get advice from you on situations that come up in my life (basically you can be my therapist via the comments)
- sprinkle my humor throughout my posts
- discuss some serious social issues
- discuss music, sports, books, or media
- learn about people and the world around us
- learn random facts
- know that you are not alone with your feelings and thoughts
- advocate for mental health
- cause you to really think about our purpose in life
- figure out what happiness is
- talk about romance, love, and sex (didn’t start having sex until I was 24 btw)
- random observations about people and life
- basically anything that comes to my mind
If this sounds like a blog that you can give 5 minutes of your time to per week, then please comment & share to everybody you know (well at least everybody who you feel could benefit from this).
Talk to you soon XOXO (does the ‘O’ mean kisses because that’s the way our mouths should look when we kiss?)