Comedic Help Wanted!

Dear Blogger Followers/First Time Readers,

So I'd like to move away from my usual deep, insightful blog posts (seeing as I'm probably the only one who views them as such) and address an issue that has recently been stressing me out. I am not funny.

Those Who Know

My best friend and I recently figured out that we don't know each other. We've been best friends for the last three and a half years, and somehow, through all of that, we simply skipped the getting to know each other part.

We're not totally oblivious to one another. We know the basic habits and personality types that we uphold. We recognize our likes and dislikes, our similarities and differences, our most vital connections and the things that have the ability to push us apart. We can point out each other's favorites and the things we hate. Most important, we recognize that we both put up a facade.

Slowly Crumbling Dreams

It's one thing to listen to people tell you that you're a great writer, but when there's no evidence, how do you believe it?

My mother just spent the better part of a half-hour trying to persuade me to change my college plans from majoring in hospitality management, to majoring in journalism. According to her I can make people feel when I write. She asked me to just think about it. She asked me to just consider rearranging my college plans, and by extension my whole life. She doesn't understand how I can say I don't have confidence in my writing.