Dear imaginary reader,
I've decided to start another blog for what feels like the fourth chapter of my life. I know, I'm young, only 25. But who's to say a lot doesn't happen in 25 years? If we aren't constantly observing and learning, what is the point of having a higher conscientiousness? I've always felt that recording thoughts is a useful process, and introspection is important for people to grow and evolve, even if it's not consistent. But when inspired to write (or type), why not?
So the first part of my life was childhood, where I kept a diary until one day my mother read a page where I remember it saying "I really don't like my mom sometimes. She thinks she's the queen of the world." As opposed to feeling bad or wondering why I'd feel this way, she calls me into the room and proceeds to tell me everything wrong with me. As a child, I believe I felt ashamed and scared, and was too scared to keep a diary after that.
Some years later in high school I started a Xanga account (unfortunately that website has gone somewhat defunct). This was a somewhat shallow blog, mostly a very preliminary form of social media. Nevertheless, a good place to vent about daily high school woes and have friends give comments and "eprops". Ahh...those were the good old terrible days. Sometime towards the end of high school and beginning of college though, Xanga began to fade as studies and life got in the way.
The third part was where I met my "first love"in college and for the first time felt someone care about me. Then that went to shit. After breaking up, I started a Blogger to write my feelings out, try to sort out my thoughts and record how I'd shed my former shell. However, I decided to make it private today since it contains many extremely personal things.
This brings me to this blog. I'm at the point in life now where I want to sort out my life. Since my last blog post in 2014, I've moved out of home, gone up the ranks in my career, sorted out a lot of muck with my relationship with my mother, and most importantly, reinstated my relationship with God.
It's a bit unsettling, since my entire life until recently has been chaotic. I've always had strong emotions and feelings of things. A lot of sadness and anger - yes - but happiness and glee as well. Lots of ups and downs. I'm pretty sure this was a result of a combination of my natural personality and life circumstances, but looking back, it seems like a whirlwind.
For the past year, life has been relatively calm, and I've had a lot of time to think. So, I've decided it's time to gather my thoughts concisely and write them out again. At least before the next stage in life.
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