You know, I used to be great at this. This “writing” thing.
All through middle and high school my notebooks were my blank canvases. While my teachers would be rambling on about that day’s lesson, I’d be so deep in my own thoughts and writing that I’d get lost for what seemed like hours within my own mind. I’d turn my own worries and experiences into detailed sentences that would feed the craving I had to create. I would take an idea- such as Anne Boleyn (King Henry VIII’s second wife) and let my mind flow from that starting point. A person. A moment. A feeling. Anything I could possibly connect with. I’d run with it. Until my hands were cramping and every line of all 80-100 pages in my notebook were covered in writing that held such a deep meaning. A feeling thats incomparable to anything else I’ve ever felt.
But now, I look at this blank white space and its intimidating.
I have so much on my mind. So much that I’d love to just spew into this space all at once. (Word vomit, anyone?)
So why is this so difficult?
Over many years of forming relationships with others both in person and online via social media, I’ve learned several things. The most important? Not everyone is going to like you. Ah, the truth that old phrase carries. But you know what? That’s okay. There is always going to be someone that does not agree with you. Whether it be your career choices, your hobbies, your home life, your interests, even your parenting style. Its okay. We aren’t designed to please everyone.
So this blog is being created to break those invisible, but very real, chains that tend to hold people back. To really be able to put my innermost thoughts out there and in front of me, whether others read them or not. This is my own personal ride, but you’re welcome to join me.
(PS- Be prepared for posts that involve me getting incredibly passionate over my personal opinions.)