The First of Many Hellos
I have been debating blogging for years, but have never mustered up the courage to do it. While I sit in a Starbucks, I ponder how to make a sufficient introduction to this completely foreign world.
As I look around the coffee shop, I see so many faces engulfed in their computers. Some students, some professionals, but where do their minds lie? I’m a young, fit woman in a gym outfit and university sweatshirt on, surrounded by business textbooks. You would never think I’m contemplating pouring my heart out to what could be countless strangers. Yet, I have never felt more at ease.
I have been trying to get myself to start journaling in some form, not out of personal interest, but necessity rather. I have had a lot of trauma in life and am just now finding the courage to deal with what I’ve been through. It sounds like a terrifying, vulnerable move to type out my life’s details on a public blog (not saying many will end up on my page or that I will actually write to the depth that I want to), but I can’t help but be entranced by the idea of expressing my deepest, darkest fears and thoughts with complete anonymity if I choose.
I have much, much more to say… But I want to write out my thoughts with the utmost passion as they enter my head, not simply for the quality of my blog but for the sanity of my being. That is one important fact about this author, I am a manic-depressive twenty-three year old. Although a recent discovery about myself, it has not been an easy pill to swallow, metaphorically & literally speaking. I hope to gain insight from other bloggers on their life experiences, as well as shed light to others through my own.
Until next time,