Stepping out.

I had intended to write about what goes on in this whirling dervish of a mind I have, but in the midst of all the typing and backspacing I've decided to change my mind.  For me it's hard to write about feelings and emotions (especially when you're a super feely and super emotional type) and feel confident that I'm expressing myself in the right way and that someone will get exactly what I'm trying to say.  I'm not talking about love and all the other basic and wonderful emotions - those are easy!  What I find hard to write about and express are the non-typical, invasive worries like social anxiety and depression.  Those are hard.  

At the end of the day I guess the most important thing is that I'm a lot better than I used to be and I still have a long way to go.  I want to fix these things.  I'm working to fix these things.  It's very easy to get overwhelmed and I do quite often, but I want to be better.  It's time to try even harder to reformat this brain of mine and rework the gears toward consistent positivity.

In non-heavy news, while Mr. Craft was busy with work last week I snatched up my camera and stepped out.  I forgot how wonderful it is being in the middle of nature (my backyard still counts!) and just being.  Granted, there was a pup who wanted to come along, couldn't reach where I sat, and protested by whining profusely the majority of the time I was outside.  It was still nice.

I almost got a face full of this guy and about eight of his friends.

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Beginning.

Well, this is my very first blog post in a long while and I am feeling the pressure.  I remember years ago when I first learned about blogging on what you would then refer to as your "personal site."  A place you would spend hours creating using a crazy amount of learn-as-you-go html (what, what Lissa Explains it All!) only to be sick of looking at it by the time it was done.  I remember the pain of frames quite well.  

Now instead of guestbooks we have comments and Instagram has replaced those popular webcam images overlayed with date/time stamps.  Things have definitely changed since then and so have I.  We've come a long way, baby!

I'm not going to lie - this makes me nervous.  A lot of times (okay, pretty much all of the time) with social anxiety you have to push yourself to do something you're not comfortable with.  Blessedly, I have an amazingly supportive husband who will not only listen to all of my wild ideas but push me into bringing them to fruition when he knows it's something I really want to do.

I hope to use this blog to document our busy lives and to help keep track of memories.  I hope to meet lots of similar and different people.  To learn more about myself.  To educate others about social anxiety disorder  and to show that it is possible to have a life with such a horrendous disorder.

Let the adventure begin!

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