Who am I to write the things I think about?
To write about everything I feel or think? Everything that passes my mind. And involve certain people in those writings as well.
I do think about what they would think or say to themselves if they would come to read it.
But far too often I don't stop to think if they rather didn't know what goes on in my mind. If by typing down all these words I push some people away from me unknowingly...
Of course I would understand them, even though I never mean to hurt anybody or make them feel completely at unease. But I can't help that most of the times the subjects are rather sad or depressing.
I write most things from my point of view. But they don't always reflect my recent opinions or thoughts, from time to time I write with the past in mind. Or I write about how I would wish certain things would be...
Everything you read here is actually meant for me. As some kind of testimony of the person I will become in this life. I want to learn from my past as good as I can. Yet
I'm not afraid of sharing my long road with the people who care enough to find all of this.
Perhaps you might recognize some things and find strength in the knowledge that you're not the only one thinking them.
And yes, I might offend or shock you as well. But you will have to forgive me for that, I was never perfect to begin with...
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