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SOL, let's do this 💪🍒



This is my first time doing the SOL challenge, hence the cherry icon (; I hope you have a sense of humor. If not, I probably wouldn't keep reading. My life is raw, sometimes uneventful, and on the more eventful moments, I drink enough wine to wonder if I'm a borderline alcoholic. Just kidding! I'm definitely not, I'm okay, I promise! In a world where I constantly feel the pressure of upholding a sense of professionalism and always trying to be the "bigger person" (It's pretty difficult when I'm barely 5'1) it's nice having a place to unwind and be free of judgment, expectations, or criticism. I grew up in a household that held extreme expectations for me, not sure how my other siblings got out of it. But being the oldest and being a, dare I say it, preachers daughter, it was exhausting.  In this fast-paced world that doesn't seem equipped with an emergency brake, I'm hoping to find peace in the madness
I guess this is my way of saying I don't know where this challenge is going to take me.....a road to self-discovery? Maybe, a healthier non-wine coping mechanism? Who knows ðŸ¤·.
However, the only thing I do know, is I'm ready for the experience....Image result for free to be me

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  1. Welcome! One of my favorite things about this post is your use of bold words. After I finsihed reading it, I went back through and read only those words. What a beautiful message.

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  2. Welcome! You will find humor in abundance and definitely a judgement free space. Writing can be very therapeutic. Can’t wait to read more.

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    1. I am definitely so excited! After seeing how accepting and inspirational this community is, I can't say I'm afraid anymore. Thank you! <3

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  3. I love that you are bravely taking on this challenge. Also, is that what the cherry emoji stands for? #OldPersonHere

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    1. Thank you!!
      Old person alert!
      I'm eluding to popping my SOL cherry! LOL 😂😂😂😂

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