Tuesday, January 8, 2008
why I write
I write to soothe my soul. I write because if I didn't, I wouldn't be able to sleep at night. I write so I can stop reliving traumatizing moments over and over in my head. I write to keep my son's memory alive. I write to help others. I write because sometimes I get so bored that it's the only thing that keeps me from going insane. I write because it makes me feel good, and anything that makes me feel good can't be that bad.
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So, I've made it over to your blog. And now I have a story.
I write for a lot of the same reasons you write. And it always seems to get me into trouble, which really, really, really ticks me off.
I once loved a boy who did not really love me, but rather used me. I became pregnant and dropped out of college. It hurts me so badly to this day, but I was in a much worse place then. All those memories of being with that guy haunted me, and I wrote down every single detail I could remember. Everything. Just to try to get. it. out. of. my. head. Yeah. Well, my mom found it, read it all--every sorded detail--and immediately ripped me a new one. I will never forget it, how bad that hurt to have someone read something so personal and attack me for it. It feels like a dagger in my heart to this day.
So I write, even though in the back of my mind I fear it will happen again.
And I am babbling. But I feel I can relate to you in many ways, so I'm glad you sent me the address here.
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