During my quest of personal expression I have found a unique and meaningful way to be more comfortable with the sound of my voice and that is by reading out loud. At first it was weird and awkward to read to the four walls or prying ears but as time went on, I began to allow for my voice to take up space and to fill those anxious gaps inside of me.
PS:
I read out loud in the privacy of my home π not out in public spaces.
Sometimes, if my cat really wants my attention, heβll grab my leg loosely and bite me, where it hurts for a bit but leaves no mark nor blood. Itβs not quite fun- but I think it serves a meaningful place in life
