I love so many things about blogging. It’s creative, there’s a ton of cool folks out there to meet, and I’m forced to think about things I probably wouldn’t otherwise.  I get a rush out of reader comments like you wouldn’t believe, and I enjoy getting advice and answers from everyone each week. (And for the record, you were right about the rice cooker: awesome and easy.)

Still, this dirty little secret weighs me down. It makes me feel like the honesty I share with you is compromised. And it’s time to change.  It’s time to let my husband read my blog.

That’s right, B has never read a word I’ve written here—even about himself. (For the record, he’s super supportive.) He’s the one person whose opinion I respect most in the world, which I why I never want to hear him that he doesn’t care for my writing. When it comes down to it, I’m scared that I’ll find his opinion confirms that my writing successes (blogging and outside) have been flukes. And it’s time to let go of that fear.

There’s been a degree of freedom in knowing that no one in my in-person life can critique my writing or ideas. Still, it all feels like a bit of a cop-out at this point.  I’m simplifying my blogging life and my emotional life, and taking the barriers down.

Some barriers are valuable. For instance, I believe that a healthy separation between work and home can be a wonderful thing. But in other situations, the barriers we set us up can hold us back. That’s the barrier I’m taking down today.

What barriers are holding you back? Is it time to rethink them? How do we judge which barriers are useful and which are outmoded?

And if you’ve got any dirty secrets to share, please feel free…

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