Going all the fuck in or else

I’m beyond tired. I’m beyond tired of letting life pass me by. I’m beyond tired of keeping my creations in my head and my heart. I’m beyond tired of calling myself an artist and writer with barely any art or writing I’ve created as of yet.

I’m beyond tired of not living up to my potential. I have endless potential, so I ask myself what the fuck I’m even doing.

It came to the point of me being really fed up with myself while still loving myself so much. That’s where I’m at.

There is no perfect time. My fears can go along with me, but I’m the only one who is in full and complete control and power of my own life.

So are you.

Don’t ever forget that you’re in control and you have the power over your own thoughts and actions.

I actually created a Substack account in September, 2023. I’ve been sitting on a flood of ideas, thoughts, and musings for 8-9 months now. Shit. Ugh. I feel like screaming at times because I’m so frustrated with myself for not taking any action. I’m done with not doing what I want to do because I can change that. So, I am.

If there’s something you want to do, DO IT. PLEASE. I learn things the hard way sometimes, and it’s not fun. This is what it took for me to finally put this out there though. To feel this way. To look at my life and question what the hell I’m doing.

Welcome to Bare Candor.

This is the beginning of bringing this publication of writing and art to life and into the world.

It’s about passion, art, and life. The uncovered (bare) honesty (candor) of it all.

If there’s something you truly want to do, go all the fuck in with me. Even if it’s just one thing. Even if it’s something you keep only for yourself and don’t share with the world or anyone at all.

Bare Candor is one of the things I’m doing as I have many loves and passions. It’s a publication that I hope you’ll love reading as much as I love creating it.

My favorite thing in the whole world to do is create.

Starting this is a promise to myself that I’ve made to continuously create.

Creating. Just pouring all of it out that I want to share with the world through my perspective. That needs to be shared.

My fears can’t hold me back anymore because this feeling of unfulfillment has now become so much greater, scarier, and more daunting than those fears have ever been before.

My fears are filled with uncertainty that anyone will ever see this or even care to read it. That’s it. That’s what’s been holding me back all of this time along with me, myself, and I.

Get out of your own way, and listen to your soul. Question your fears - if you have any.

Maybe Bare Candor won’t be read, but I’ll never know if I don’t even start it. There’s also the possibility of it becoming something that is loved by many. So, I’m going with the second option and manifesting it.

Everyone starts from zero. Zero everything. They just keep going, and they get better as they go. The mistake I’ve made over and over again was giving up. Never again. Nope.

I will never give up on things I want to do and love to do. Ever again.

Time after time I’ve realized that no one can do this for me. No one has ever done it for anyone else either. I have to make it happen for myself and put it out there.

Create. Just create and create and create.

Always.

I’m going all the fuck in or else I will end up staying in the same place I’m in now feeling the same way with evergrowing dread + regret with so much potential, art, and creations trapped inside of me. Fuck that. That’s not ok with me.

So, here is Bare Candor.