Recently I have been confronted with some news that will ultimately alter my entire life. Unsure of what way to go with it is beginning to wear down my psyche. How are you supposed to know when a decision is right or wrong? With both options having their own benefits and consequences, I can only question which way I should go.
This post is vague, of course. The news isn’t something I am quite ready to share at this point though. I am stuck in a situation that is ultimately going to cause stress, heartache and instability no matter the direction I go…
These conflicting thoughts are ultimately killing me inside and my heart is breaking knowing that there is no way of knowing if I am making the correct choice. I am terrified that my psyche is about to shatter completely. Sometimes things that are unplanned have a way of altering your life entirely…
I had a fleeting thought that failed to disappear as quickly as it came to mind. I appreciate poetry, writing, and lyrics so much that it has captivated my life. I find myself asking why my appreciation for these things seems so much larger than those of others. This blog site has made me come to realize the answer to all of this.
Writing is an expression of the self. Our thoughts we are too afraid to speak of out loud. If it wasn’t for this outlet where would many of us be? We use writing of any kind in order to relieve our minds from overthinking, to express the feelings we cant find the words for when speaking, to relieve ourselves of feelings we are ashamed of and to lend a helping hand and sense of understanding to anybody who feels the same way.
Writing can be used for so much more than this but I feel that these things are the most relevant to myself and many others that I see and speak to. Why has our world come to this though? Why are so many individuals afraid to speak about their feelings with somebody face to face? I have struggled to answer these questions myself.
We come here to express information, documentation, or just our own personal views. One thing each and every one of use has in common is using writing as our outlet. So now the question lies, how many of you feel like writing is the only time you can be real, raw, and genuine? How many of you feel forced to use this outlet though you desire to speak with somebody about it?
Though this does not apply to all of you… I still want to offer my appreciation and respect for the bravery for what is written. I want to offer an open ear for anybody who feels trapped or stuck. I have felt this way myself and due to this I feel it is necessary to remind you that the world isn’t always as black and white as it may seem. Sometimes we just need to search for the gray areas.