Hello beautiful! It might seem weird – starting a post like this, but it’s true. Everyone is beautiful, in their own way, and I want to remind you that you are too. Inside and out. And I feel that we, people, are not nearly kind enough to each other. So let’s change that. Together.
OK. Now back to the point. Today I asked myself a question – “Why do I write?”, and wrote down everything I felt and thought. This is what I was left with.
I write because I’m a private and often awkward person. I don’t always feel comfortable expressing my opinions out loud. I want to work on that. I want to work on my confidence in myself, my opinions and well, everything.
I write to learn to express my opinions. Sometimes it’s hard finding the right words to describe something and I feel that practice would help. After all, “practice makes perfect”. Or at least that’s what people say.
I write a blog because I want to make an impact on today’s society. I can’t change everyone, but I can do my part. Recently I’ve been thinking a lot about the fact that we only share the good, positive and perfect parts of our lives and try our best to hide all the ugliness. I do understand why, but I feel that it needs to change because it has contributed to so many people feeling depressed. Internet is a great thing, but it comes with anonymity and an opportunity to create a completely different version of ourselves. A perfect version. A version that not only our peers could never live up to, but we ourselves are far from. Which results in a lot of people feeling down just because they don’t have anything “amazing” to share with their friends. I want all of us to be at least a little more honest.
I want to connect with like-minded people and people who’s opinions are completely different. I want to share, and more importantly – I want to learn.
I’ve been excused form work for 8 weeks. I have a note from the doctor, just like in school. (Huh. Life really does go in circles.) The first week was horrible. I was in a lot of pain and I was bored, because there was literally nothing I could do. I have to wear a sling for 6 weeks, so whatever I want to do, I have to be prepared to do it with one hand only. Who knew we actually use our left hand A LOT. And I’m not left handed. I never really thought it to be an important part of my body. More like of the same importance as my belly button. But turns out I need two hands for a lot of things. Anyway, I am a work in progress. In my short life I’ve been through so many ups and downs, it’s unbelievable. But every time I am down, I put all my energy into getting myself up again. This was one of those times and somewhere along the way I realized that I want to start writing again. I want to make something beautiful.
I enjoy the sound of my keyboard clicking. The feeling of my fingers touching the buttons. Seeing letters showing up on the screen, forming words. Words that I am currently thinking. It’s really amazing if you think about it.
Thank you for reading!
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