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I just started this blogging thing not to long ago, but I like everyone else blogging, I love to write. I have countless stories I have saved away, countless journals and books full of thoughts and stories. Opinions and conversations. I just, love to write.
I find I write a lot on my blog, but almost all of those stories end up in my drafts. Which is fine. Some of them might not be done, or were typed with 100% effort. So I wouldn’t post them anyway, I wouldn’t post anything I felt wasn’t 100% of my effort. I know I lack some grammatical details, and just the flow of a real writer but I still enjoy it and I like to think someone out there is enjoying it as well.
I write the most when something has just happened, or when a flush of emotions about something comes over me. I feel that is the best time to really express myself. But even then, a lot of those stories end up in my drafts.
I made this blog to help me, to be an outlet for myself. And yet I wonder if maybe I’m not comfortable enough on the page to post my true feelings for the world to see. Maybe that’s normal, but I wish that wasn’t the case.
Or maybe I love writing but I’m just not cut out for it. Everyone has their hobby maybe this just isn’t mine. Who knows.
I wish we lived in a less judgmental world. But wishing won’t do much, right.
Self-esteem is such a strong thing, confidence holds so much power. And it’s funny that even behind a screen I’m scared to always be completely vulnerable.