Why do I spend the time to write a note to you?

Posted: July 16, 2015 in Uncategorized
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I have covered this topic in a few other post, but today I will go into further detail to show you guys, Why I started to write, why I like to write, and Why I haven’t stopped. There is nothing better than to write for you guys and I thank you for the on-going support even if you guys disagree, I know that you will never leave, as I am not leaving. Yesterday, I was having a bad day and was about to cancel my account and discontinue my journey to 642 post. But then I remembered why I love to write, and I want to share that with you guys.
There was a point in my life that I thought I had found the love of my life. It was in October of 2011. I was at a convention and I was about get my worship on, but as I walked up to the front, this girl came up to me (she went to the same church) and said “Hi.” I wasn’t here to make new friends, so I said hi and bye and walked away. I could tell that I hurt her feelings, but I didn’t care. Well to make the story short and sweet. I went up to her after the worship and introduced myself and that night we went on a date. It was nice, well until a little later. After we got to know each other personally and after I fell hard for her, she told me that we couldn’t be friends anymore. I was crushed, and entered into a great depression. A depression that caused for me to stair at a wall for hours. To get over this, I had to find something to do. I posted my first blog post on blogspot under “Livingexampleb23” and it was called “The problem with getting over it.” Which was me begging for answers on what I did wrong. This started a tidal wave. I was in love with posting my feelings instead of keeping them inside. I found writing was the answer to get over depression. Even though I was writing way before this blog was posted, I didn’t become passionate until “The problem with getting over it.”
Through the years, I have found that I love to write, and will never stop doing this hobby. There is something about being able to get all my ideas and feelings out of my head. I have a thousand ideas a day and without the ability to write, my creative mind would go unnoticed. Then again if I couldn’t express myself through my blog then I would never express myself, leaving all my hurt in my brain and my heart. I tried to do this once and trust me I become a brand new person. Someone that is truly negative and angry. No one has time for that.
Then there is always the question of why I still blog. If I got over the girl then why continue to council my mind with the words that I proceed to type onto Jotterpad. The reason is clear; I have more hurt in my life that I am not over, but also because I am passionate about what I do. I couldn’t imagine life without this keyboard and monitor, or the hours of planning, writing, and editing. If I gave up at this point I would have lost all of those hours that I could of used elsewhere. But I am glad that I haven’t giving up, because I was sure that I would have. But I didn’t and now I am happier than I have been in years.
“I’m still in love with what I do, with the idea of making things up, so hours when I write always feel like very blessed hours to me.”-Stephen Kings. This quote describes my heart when I write, I can write for hours and where most would think I am wasting time, I feel like I am making a change. Not in the world but something is changing inside of me, something that I am happy to accept and embrace, even if no one reads my blog, I know that the change I have accepted is worth it. It is worth keeping the blog open as long as I live.

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