Writing is personal. Writing is crafting thoughts, giving shape to ideas and letting them loose in the world for it to be held aloft or beaten down. Writing it sharing a piece of yourself with each piece, each word. It is letting yourself be seen uncloaked, unarmored. Writing is being vulnerable. Writing takes courage. Writing is being pragmatic. Writing means you need to disconnect, dissociate from your content after you hit send.
I write because I feel a desperate need to pin thoughts on paper. I get a high from seeing my thoughts take shape. Sometimes I read what I have written and feel a smile creep up that stays long after I have closed my laptop. I write to fill a burning need to connect. I write because sometimes words are all I have. I write when I am upset. I write when I am in love. I write when I am happy. I write because that is all I do.
I write sometimes for the reaction my thoughts provoke. I write for the narcissistic part of me that glows on seeing a validating comment on what I post. I write to defend myself. I write to dispel the hurt that harsh words cause. I write because I can’t not write.
Sometimes I dream of fame. Sometimes I know that it is all in the head. Sometimes, I wish I could craft each piece to provoke reaction. Most times though, I write because I am lonely.
I write. I am.