Hey there, I’m Anne. No one actually calls me “Rock Anne Roll,” but I guess you can if it makes you smile.
I’m not new to blogging, but it has been a few years. Forgive me while I find my groove again. I’ve actually been blogging for over half my life, longer if you count my elementary school diaries as journaling too.
Most recently, I had a little fitness blog called RockAnneRun. It was a more in-depth look at my Fitness Instagram @Rock.Anne.Run, mostly recapping my races. It was mostly just for fun, but it was also a cool way to digitally connect with the fitness community. Marathon training took over and it felt like groundhog day, training all the time with the same people. It was a difficult training cycle for an ambitions goal, made more challenging by my failing marriage.
It was during this time we returned to marriage therapy. After we told our therapist our story her response was a simple, “wow.” Over a few painful sessions even she suggested that maybe our differences were irreconcilable.
It has almost been one year since I moved out. It has been painful in so many unexpected ways and completely terrifying. I got married when I was 20 years old, he was only the second man I dated in college. I didn’t know who I was if I wasn’t a military spouse and his wife. Finances weren’t great and the circumstances surrounding the divorce left me pretty wounded.
The last year hasn’t been all stress and pain. I have had some absolutely incredible opportunities. I now live in an area I love and I managed to land my dream job and learned that it is even better than I dreamed it would be. I’m not just saying dream job in the “oh it would be cool if I had this type of job.” Nah, I landed the exact job title and the exact company.
The last few months haven’t just felt like I’m starting a new chapter in my life, it feels like I’m changing my genre. Even with the pain of being alone for the first time in my life and the struggles of figuring out who I am; I am the happiest I have ever been. I am giving my time and energy to the things that I have always been passionate about. One of those things that has always given me joy is sharing my experiences. From my elementary school diaries, to Xanga, and then with at least four other blogs started and stopped in my 20’s, it is just something that brings me joy.
Thank you for being an audience for my joy, and probably a few moments when I’m searching for a little joy myself.