And as soon as I post it, I realize it is no longer a secret. It is a fact. A statement. And it will be published, to be viewed, to be analyzed, to be criticized, and to be linked to me. But that's okay. It's a rather small secret, but it's important.

I trust far too easily.

Those who know me, know me. I say this because this little secret is half of the reason that I am choosing to start this blog. See, when I say trust too easily, I mean I am an open person, I hide nothing. That mysterious-sexy-smoke-and-mirrors persona that so many women carry off so well? Yeah, that's not me. I'm transparent.

I've tried the hand written journal. Indeed, I've poured my heart out with written words, ripped out pages, left tear stains of pain all over paper. But, there's something that's almost.. too personal about it. Perhaps it is because the last journal that I kept up with I started when my heart was broken for the first time. Oh, it was painful. Still is painful. But truth be told, I am ^over broken hearts.

So, hello blog world. :) Hello typing at 80+ wpm.. Maybe if I write here, first, I'll be a little less transparent in the real world. I think I'll like that. I'll write about a little bit of everything. Little anecdotes, quotes that inspire, and people who have touched me. I may even rant. I will rant. But please remember, I mean no harm.. and at my core, I'm just a girl that likes to talk tough.