I have been a member on this forum since March 2011. During my time here, much to the chagrin of the membership I am sure, I have composed and submitted many posts.
In this, I have written about my journey, including the discovery of new awakenings and re-awakenings of long suppressed thoughts and emotions.
I have written about light-hearted moments, joyous moments, and beauty. I have also written about despondency, pain, fear, and hopelessness.
Along the way, I have received positive, helpful feedback and insightful comments from the membership, of which I am eternally grateful.
But writing is not always easy. Especially introspective writing. If one is brutally honest with oneself, it can be a gut-wrenching proposition, and one to be taken seriously if the attempt is to be made. Truly opening one’s eyes to one’s self can be a dual edged blade.
Regardless, I have learned much about myself through the thoughts that I have reduced to writing. I have both cried and laughed over my words, and the meaning I attribute to my thoughts (as out there as my thoughts may be at times).
And on more than one occasion, I have thought I would just stop writing, and simply walk away from the forum. I have actually made the decision to do so several times, but invariably, I am struck again with inspiration of some sort or another, and feel compelled to both write the post and submit it, for whatever it is worth.
I do very much enjoy the friendships I have forged here. These friendships are important to me, and I hope to continue them for some time to come. Sometimes, though, I simply question whether what I am doing is worth it, and why I share so much . . . .
So why do you come here? For what reasons do you post? The posts I see range the gamut, from the super serious, to the fun and silly, to the wtf is all that about (many of my posts undoubtedly fall within the latter category ). But what is it that keeps you all writing?