That awkward F1rst hello.
I can't say I'm entirely sure as to why I started this blog. (If that's not the most cliche bull crap you have ever read, than please, read on) If you knew me at all then you would know that this is supremely out of character and so unlike anything that I have ever done before (Also quite cliche but who really cares at this point).
I mean, I could easily lie and say that this is for me, that I need a place to creatively express some inner turmoil or gain some level of introspective accountability,
but my brother once told me that I have this incredible inability to lie
.. and he was right.
I started this blog because I needed to talk to someone and at this point I don't really care who it is. You could be some single mom of twins who you still can't tell apart
or some teenager eating cereal at 2am because you messed up your sleeping pattern watching Netflix.
I understand that there is also a chance that you are no-one, that I am telling my inner most thoughts to a white wall without eyes or ears,
I understand that this is and will most likely be the case.
But this too, does not matter to me.
I need to talk to someone that I do not know and that does not know me.
I need to talk to someone who will see what is on the page and nothing else, who will take my words at face value and judge me accordingly.
And if that someone is a no-one, is a nothing, than at least these thing are outside of my body, taking up a space on the internet rather than in my head.
I mean, I could easily lie and say that this is for me, that I need a place to creatively express some inner turmoil or gain some level of introspective accountability,
but my brother once told me that I have this incredible inability to lie
.. and he was right.
I started this blog because I needed to talk to someone and at this point I don't really care who it is. You could be some single mom of twins who you still can't tell apart
or some teenager eating cereal at 2am because you messed up your sleeping pattern watching Netflix.
I understand that there is also a chance that you are no-one, that I am telling my inner most thoughts to a white wall without eyes or ears,
I understand that this is and will most likely be the case.
But this too, does not matter to me.
I need to talk to someone that I do not know and that does not know me.
I need to talk to someone who will see what is on the page and nothing else, who will take my words at face value and judge me accordingly.
And if that someone is a no-one, is a nothing, than at least these thing are outside of my body, taking up a space on the internet rather than in my head.
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