I've never had a blog before. I have had numerous attempts at keeping a diary, a journal or even just a calendar but it seems after an enthusiastic start, the desire to write about the mundane everyday things that happen in my life start to wane. I guess it is the ordinariness of the everyday life that I have found boring to write about. So, why start writing in a blog all of a sudden?
Why indeed.
Everyone seems to have this perception of me as an outgoing person, someone who has a lot of friends and who is carefree and who seems to not have too much problems in the world. I tend to show a happy go lucky persona when I am out in the public. I consider myself a good friend to those who give their friendship to me. I listen sincerely to the confidences they impart with me and give out my sympathy or advise or both as needed by the circumstances.
I listen and listen. But when I go home at the end of the day, I find myself alone with my thoughts and feelings. Anything that might have troubled me deeply or have impacted me one way or another, I keep to myself. I have only emotions roiling inside my heart. If asked what is bothering me, I find I cannot verbalize and put into words. There is a disconnect between what my heart is feeling and articulating these feelings.
And so the blog. It is always easier to write than to talk. So, unlike my previous forays into writing, I won't use this medium to record the mundane everyday boring things that happen to me. Instead, this blog will be my new confidant. Somewhere I can put the emotions and feelings and unarticulated thoughts that churn inside of me.
So, hello new friend. Thank you for listening.
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