Yo, this blog is hilarious and real: 8 years later.

Here I was, absent-mindedly looking for a copycat Boston Market Rotisserie Chicken recipe to cook in my new Instapot. I was looking at a blogger site for all things copycat recipes when I saw a link to my Blogger profile...Wait, did I have one these?

Re-reading through these posts has been, without a doubt, truly hilarious and ironic. The words of 20-year-old me are so genuine, goofy and weirdly wholesome, despite the smattering of excessive profanity. My life could NOT be any more different than it is in these posts, but I am inspired to start it back up.

My therapist and I have been exploring what cripples me to truly pursue what I want in life. As she says, a lot of it is "ancient shit" - some voice telling me that if I am not the best, I am not worthy. I've always wanted to become a writer, maybe not in the most traditional sense (novels, poems), but even sketch comedy or essay writing. Writing has always been an area of my life that I feel immense vulnerability, but also a lot of satisfaction. This blogger, 20-year-old, then Anna Perrotti, didn't care about what people thought and just WROTE. I need to get back to her. 

So finding this blog, while random, came just at the right time, the New Year, 2019. I am 2 years from 30, and I think I should what brings me joy.

-akz

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