When I first started writing it was a therapy, a way for me to get all of my feelings out so they wouldn’t explode on the world around me.

Somewhere along the way, I started writing for other people, it was something I was good at and like the middle child stereotype suggests, I was starving for attention in whatever way I could safely get it without compromising myself in ways I couldn’t fix.

Writing has been my closest companion, my closet, my confidant, and sounding board. It never forces me to tell my secrets, it never gives them to anyone else. It doesn’t threaten me it opens me up and allows me to release the things that would otherwise consume me.

I choose to put my heart on paper and now I have a blog to digitally store my memories… So, instead of opening this each time and thinking… I wonder what they would like to hear today. I am doing this for me, so that maybe someday I can look back and realize who it is I’ve fallen in love with over the years. Where we have been together, me myself and I… and where our outlet of choice has led us.

For the next 365 days, I will write at least one entry every day, just for myself.

For anyone joining me, I am so excited about our connection and I truly hope we can learn and grow together ❤


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