Writing is beautiful. Its cathartic, cleansing, revitalizing, rejuvenating. Its like if i can just manage to get it all out, in a way that at least makes sense to me, than the emotions can stay on the paper, i’ve released them, they no longer have to control me.
Writing is healthy. It helps me think clearly. It gives me perspective because for some reason its so much easier to look at a situation objectively when its written in front of me instead of being turned over and over in my mind or my heart.
Writing is good. Free writing is helpful, and blogging its special too. I write in a journal often. A blog can’t replace that. But its a different kind of writing. Its not just writing for me, but writing to be understood. to be heard. Its a trained kind of writing. Sometimes its an appeal to be noticed kind of writing. And sometimes, its just truth.