Do it anyways

I have held off on posting my writing for so long but now is the time I take the leap.

I have always tried to abide by being scared but doing it anyways. I have dabbled in writing my whole life and have had the occasional publication, but I never fully committed. However, I have always dreamed of publishing a book and being a writer, and there isn’t anything stopping me from doing it besides myself. So, I have decided to cast away any fear or doubt and launch this website with my writing and other creative pursuits. As a true Gemini, I have copious amounts of interests. From politics and policy to Real Housewives hot takes to interior decorating. Hence the name, “Cup of Rebecca’s,” because you could have a cup of anything when you consume my content. On my website, you can find not only my writing and creative but my portfolio readily available to see previous and current work.

While my current viewers will mostly be friends and family, everyone has to start somewhere. I don’t know where this is going, but I hope to build my vision of a witty, engaging, and aesthetically pleasing brand where all my loves and interests culminate. 

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Does it even get better at 30?

So much cliche written about being a twenty-something,

but you know it is all true,

fumbling around, wondering what the fuck you’re doing. What the fuck is going on,

torn between two things at once — if it’s not a person, it’s a place,

weddings and babies that aren’t yours,

student loan debt. global pandemic. throw in a sprinkle of recession,

wondering why I thought it was a good idea to follow my dreams,

sometimes feeling like a grown person but knowing the lost little girl just sits below the surface,

messy friendships and relationships. lost invitations you’ll never get and words left unsaid you’ll never hear,

always on the verge of I got this and I can have it all or nothing matters, and this is dumb. Im dumb,

also, what the fuck is a Roth IRA and why am I still on my parents phone bill,

putting more energy into my body image than my graduate school finals,

they never tell you how much your body changes. again and again,

you think you’re special -- but the reality is -- there is not a single original experience, you really are just a cliche,

and that’s being twenty-something. fingers crossed for my thirties.