There are a bunch of posts begging to be written. The ones about our panel, our time in NYC, what it was like with the chicks I adore most.
Aiming Low chicks, if you were confused.
But today I had to do something that took a pretty big step.
And it seems kind of stupid.
I’ve shown my face to everyone in New York.
I’ve shown it to my family…and that is the most important thing.
I even took a deep breath and let it all hang out on a vlog the other day.
So, tell me this.
Why does it feel so hard to change a Facebook photo?
A profile picture shouldn’t be a big deal.
But it was.
I held onto it for an absurd amount of time.
Like I thought “Just maybe….”
Today the maybe faced reality.