Hitting publish on my 100th post on Medium

What I would tell my past self publishing her first post

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Wow, here I am posting my 100th piece on Medium. I cannot believe I’ve pressed ‘Publish’ a 100 times here. I don’t know why, but this moment…it feels momentous.

I remember the first time I pressed publish here. My heart was in my throat, racing a mile a minute, my palms sweaty. I had my mouse lay on the button to publish for what seemed like forever, as I mentally went back nd forth about whether this was a good idea. It felt so scary to share my writings to the world. I was so scared of what people would think of me, so scared of the criticisms, so scared of being made fun of. But then on the other hand, I had so many words inside of me that I wanted to share with people.

And in that moment of hesitation, I pressed publish.

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I don’t know what I was expecting, but I realised then that I was expecting something to happen when I clicked publish.

So when the world carried on just the way it was the second before — when the birds carried on chirping and the sky carried darkening, I felt this huge sense of relief wash over me.