I am nervous

It is time to come out of the closet. Here. Now. No more ifs or buts, no more procrastinating. I have been writing 'in secret' for over two years now. I have been thinking about writing my own blog for almost as long.
I am nervous. But here I am:

I am a writer. 
I write fiction. At night, on the weekend, in the holidays, when I can steal a minute, or an hour, or a day from the family, from schoolwork, from the housework. 

I am nervous. 
I put my heart and my soul into my writing. Am I ready to share it? Can I handle it if people won't like it?
I hope I am, but I will never know until I make a start.