I have been a long time blogger. Lately, I have jumped the tracks and not posted much. But, lots of posts have been written in my head. Some of the posts are angry reactions to things I have remembered or happened. Those are typically ones I usually didn't really write and post or tried not to, even back in the day when I posted daily. But, some are charming little pieces related to thoughts about things I have encountered. I would have liked to have written them, but I didn't and now they are gone from by brain. I have moved on.
Blogging has taught me to think about things in essay format. I think about the beginning, the middle and the end. I consider the topic and what feelings I want to impart. It is rather amusing. And perhaps rather sad. Or pathetic. Or maybe just human.
I am learning very slowly to give myself a break, to love myself and find myself acceptable. I am human. I am writing about the human condition, my condition. I have made mistakes. I have tried to find my authentic self. I have stretched and grown. Writing it down in a little essay helps that growth. I want to remind myself to sit down and write these little essays instead of just considering them in my head.
Blogging has taught me to think about things in essay format. I think about the beginning, the middle and the end. I consider the topic and what feelings I want to impart. It is rather amusing. And perhaps rather sad. Or pathetic. Or maybe just human.
I am learning very slowly to give myself a break, to love myself and find myself acceptable. I am human. I am writing about the human condition, my condition. I have made mistakes. I have tried to find my authentic self. I have stretched and grown. Writing it down in a little essay helps that growth. I want to remind myself to sit down and write these little essays instead of just considering them in my head.