I knew when I was young I wanted to write but I was never really good at it, so I thought. But, that didn’t or doesn’t stop me from somewhat wanting to record my life some how. Record my thoughts as I grow, as I evolve.
Honestly, I’m somewhat becoming addicted. I don’t have many friends and I’m, for the most part, fine with that. But, even some of my friends don’t understand my thinking or my ways and I am tired of holding my thoughts in and not putting them out there. So I’m blogging my thoughts out. Hoping that someone will or can relate.
Then there’s the finding of other lesbian blogs. Blogging is not like social networking. Not really, because no one is trying to impress anyone. Bloggers are either trying to help people, document their lives or trying to find themselves. So when I stumble across other blogs and I feel, I relate, and I enjoy the insight into someone else’s life. Sometimes I read blogs and I’m moved to tears. Other times I read blogs and I am looking at life in a whole new light. And sometimes I read and I almost feel a friendship because I’m so happy for the accomplishment of that person. Someone I don’t know but I am still extremely happy, nonetheless. It gives me small joy.
I blog because I want someone to know they aren’t alone in there thoughts, that someone understands, that there are other perspectives, that everyone is trying to save themselves but maybe this can save you too.
That’s why I blog. How about you?