I used to blog a lot.
I used to love writing.
I still do.
But, I've grown up and realized how judgmental the world can be, so I decided to keep my words in my mouth, and keep my thoughts in my head. Because when you don't say anything, and you don't be anything, there's nothing there for the world to judge you on.
But I miss writing.
I miss spilling it all out.
I miss sharing my thoughts.
Now, the only audience I have are the papers I scribbled on and the pens I used. Sure, it gets boring, but it's less risky. It's scary - to have other people know what you're thinking, to let them inside of your head. To open up to people. It's scary. Intimidating, even.
I don't know how many times I've tried blogging, only to find myself deleting the entire entry minutes later. People say I'm brave, because I'm not scared of empty rooms and dark hallways. Truth is, I'm the most cowardly person ever - and that is why I don't open up to people. That is why I am comfortable expressing things to the world wide web instead of confronting people and letting it all out. Because I'm afraid of what people would think about me, what they will say and how they will look at me when I say the things on my mind.
Its good to have a place to express things. Even if the place is just an old, long forgotten blog.
