Anchor- Novo Amor

Alright. Heres the thing. I have been wanting to do this for so long. Wanting to create something that's mine and share my passions through writing. I have played with the idea of doing social media, being a photographer and writing a book. It always seemed too complicated too difficult too out of reach.The idea of a blog came to me months ago. Way before I thought I could accomplish anything of this magnitude.

Then for some reason today, when I should have been doing homework, I couldn't help get the idea out of my head. It was the most literal form of word vomit. Okay that might be a little dramatic. But I had to stop trying to teach myself correlation and simple linear regression. Again. My mind was working faster than my hands ever could and something had to be done. It was like my sub conscious was pissed at me for ignoring this for so long. For neglecting my dreams. So I put on my little sisters headphones and went to work.

First of all the name. The Brown Girl Blueprint came a long time ago. I wanted to incorporate my ethnicity in my blog because well, it was a big reason I wanted to blog in the first place. Growing up in a predominantly white suburban area, I spent a large part of my youth comparing myself to all the girls around me. All of my favorite books and movies always had a skinny white blonde girl as the main character. There was no one to relate to when it came to family dynamics, the frustration of being a No Sabo kid, watching your dad be followed around a store, and the years of heat damage my poor curls had because I was trying to keep up with the girls at my school. All of that to say, being a mixed race girl comes with a bunch of differences when learning this life. Now that is not to say that girls and women of every color don't have challenges they're just different. And I'm no longer trying to fit into a set of standards I'll never be, I'm just learning how to be, the way I am big hair and all.

My life has changed a lot the past six months. Ah the joys of being 23. Six months ago, I was living with my Boyfriend of two years, working two jobs with no money saved and no plan for the next six months. I was completely dependent. Physically and emotionally. I was so full of fear. I'll spare the break up details as I'm sure we'll get into that at some point. The first week of June, I moved back home with my parents. An event I was certain would never happen. It was the end of my world. I spent the summer months in darkness. Asleep or at work as those were the only places my brain would turn off. I'm sure we can all remember a time like that. It was depressing. Again more details to come soon but all that to say, I'm not scared anymore. I mean does the idea of a five year plan still give me palpitations? Absolutely. But am I still hyperventilating at the idea of doing things alone. Hell No. I am so excited to wake up everyday. I'm excited to see what I can do. Thats why this is such a big deal for me. I get to sit here and write my little heart out and hopefully one day have a community of girls and women read my thoughts. I am so much more than someone's girlfriend. And Lord am I about to show it. I'm excited you're here I cant wait to see what this brings!

Thanks again for being here. As always suggestions and notes are always welcome!

Andrea<3