Since committing a heinous crime that I promised myself I had the guts to write about and post publicly, I have written many pages of thoughts on the topic (to myself via journaling and my therapist via intensive assignments), yet I still grapple with the idea of so candidly revealing myself in such a public forum.Then I watched "Julie and Julia," and thought to myself, if a woman can write about her experiment with cooking fine French cuisine and share it with the world, then why can't I write about my experiment with being candid about my crime (and what I'm learning from it) and share it with the world?
My current answer: Perhaps, just as Julie began her journey, I've been trying too hard to make the recipes (that is, my writing) turn out perfectly, when what I really need is to throw all the ingredients out there one day at a time.
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