I struggled to find what I really enjoy in life. I’ve been told how to live, how to act, what to pursue as a career. I’ve known this whole time that the path I’m on, was made by those who are closest to me. I didn’t fight for myself, and now I feel like I’m stuck on the path. I don’t fit the mold they thought I was made for. I want to express my true self without fear and regret. I love to write. I used to journal every day, now I’m taking a shot at blogging. It’s the same thing but one is public and the other private. I like the blogger community. I feel like I could belong no matter what I write about. There will always be someone who can relate to what you write. This blog is my creative outlet, where I keep thoughts that range from experiences to hopes and dreams.
Just as the following writers have cleverly stated about why they write, then there’s why I write,
“It’s my attempt to keep that fragile strand of hope, to build a fire in the darkness.” -John Green
“A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom. He has no master except his own soul, and that, I am sure, is why he does it.” -Ronald Dahl