I've been hiding it from you.
Not purposely, just quietly.
You graciously never asked, and I conveniently never told.
But my secret is eating me up from the inside.
What I do.
For a living.
Or rather, used to do.
Now try still to do, but not doing all that well.
This time of self-doubt, this time of examining, questioning, re-evaluating, has given birth to something bigger than me.
So here and now, in this time of silent desperation, I am compelled to reveal all.
It insists on busting out, breaking away from the comfy, dark covers of false modesty and hidden vanity, heedless of the shame and mockery that might follow.
There is a story wants to be told.
A story accompanied by numerous photographs of great humouristic value.
Follow me, dear friends, from blogger bride to model blogger, if you wish.