Do you ever feel like a fraud?

Do you worry that other people will “find you out”?

Do you battle your inner critic…the way I do?

If this sounds anything like you, you’ll want to visit my friend Shell’s blog today, where I’m sharing my personal story of how my inner critic still rears her ugly head from time to time.

Lately I’ve been busy. Like, super busy.

And you know that I’ve been on the self-love train for a while now, too. You’ve been with me as I talked about issues such as fat hate, honoring dreams, asking for help and living your life with intention.

Just posting once a week on these topics wasn’t enough for me, though. I wanted another platform where I could help other women get through the sort of issues I’ve spent years struggling with.

Once upon a time, I married an IT guy/web designer.

And it just so happens that having free tech support on hand isn’t such a bad thing.

He designed the blog which you’re visiting right now. But he’s done a lot of other work as well. Check out the website for his business, RDB Interactive. As you can see, he’s sort of a jack-of-all-trades when it comes to computers and design.

Some fun facts about me, in no particular order:

I have scars up and down both shins which I earned when I fell down my parents’ back steps. Twice.

I have sprained my wrists more times than I can count, after falling while trying to roller skate. Eventually I gave up on the rollerskating thing. It was for the best.

I like to cook. In related news, I have scars all over my hands and wrists from burns and cuts. My favorite are the two on my knuckles from where they touched the oven rack.

I have rolled my ankle and fallen in public more times than I can possibly count. This includes my worst day ever, the story of which still makes my mom laugh until she cries.

Dreams. We all have ‘em.

If you’re anything like me, you’ve spent a lot of time second-guessing them. You may have put your dreams in a box for one reason or another, either lovingly “for later” or angrily because you didn’t feel as though they could come true.

You may store this box o’ dreams under your bed, where it’s always right there waiting for you. Or maybe it’s on the tippy top shelf of your closet behind a bunch of junk. Better to not remind yourself of what could have been “if only”.

Today may be Ash Wednesday, but that doesn’t mean you have to give up all indulgence for the next 40 days.

Otherwise how would you be able to enjoy lusciousness such as that which I’m sharing with you right now? And it is luscious, and it is worth breaking a few Lenten promises for. Plus it’s a perfect Valentine’s Day dessert!