Just me

Honestly you can't get more real than my first post. 

The only difference between Rosie and me is our names and fears.

 

Rosie's not afraid of sharing thoughts and feelings because no one knows her. 

She's my mask. 

She's a wall for me to hide behind. 

She's just a name. 

I, on the other hand, am someone who fears opening up. It's so easy to let "Rosie" do the talking because she's more confident. 

I'm scared of disappointment.

I'm scared of falling down. 

I'm scared of failing Rosie.

I'm scared of failing Rosie even though I feel like I already have. I promised things to my blog, and I didn't keep those promises.

Rosie was great to hide behind because she's a simple and unique person. She was, in some ways, a mixture of me and the experiences that have influenced me in my life.

In reality though, Rosie's hard to hide behind because she makes it hard to be me.

I like being me, just Hollie. Just the confused and excited girl who's graduating from high school.