Today, I am choosing to share: to be honest, it has taken me a long time to share or take credit for the things I have done. A childhood trauma, we can call it that if you want, discouraged by my parents at an early age, asking for anything or showing up for myself seemed impossible. The first time I shared a piece of written work, it took all I had to push the execute button. I held my breath, closed my eyes, and wondered if anyone would read it. It was a shared perspective on being a sister. The one person to discredit my point of view was my sister, and that hurt the most. The answer to the question, why do I share? I am looking for appreciation, confidence, and the ability to continue creating.