In the honor of introductions...
I'm no good at introducing myself. If we were to meet I would say “hello,” tell you my name and that I was a massage therapist, maybe. Then, I would ask about you. Talking about myself or writing about myself is weird to me. Whenever I was asked to give summaries to companies I worked for to put on their websites I would struggle, feeling the push of stress building in my chest. I'm not sure why; I've been pondering it for awhile. It's not like I'm not proud of who I am, or aware of who I am, Every time I wrote about myself though, it just seemed fake and mostly silly. My first blog- a Tumblr I started in 2010 read something like this- Hi! I'm Lillie! I love my cat, and reading, and nerdy things! If you were to meet me it would quickly become apparent that there were no exclamation points in my voice probably ever. In my next blog, created early 2012 went thus: Avid Reader Comic Lover Massage Therapist Wonderfully Married Concis...