In Motion

Moments ago I had just opened this blog to the world. It was probably one of the hardest things I have ever done because my writing has always been for me and critiqued by only me. The only person I had shown this to up until now is my sister- she's the only one I have shown any of my writing to. But I love writing and I will do anything to progress at it. I figured the only option left for me to do was to leave it out there for the world to critique. From their feedback, I can grow as a writer. I wouldn't doubt if people grew tired of my sullen posts. But this is a place where I can tell the truth, where I can speak through writing honestly. These aren't fabrications, but realizations. No, I'm not the most unfortunate person on this planet. I haven't experienced something traumatizing that has changed my life. I have only experienced the things I feel have made me who I am. As I log these written experiences and how I feel about them, I hope that maybe I will find others out there who know exactly what I'm talking about.