Most often, I don’t share the link to this blog because I don’t want to be judged for a thought that was just real for a moment. Many thoughts stay, of course; others turn into fiction. Like with a diary, often thoughts just last for a short moment before they are overthought and turn into nothingness… A forgotten moment in the mind of an eccentric person. I feel comfortable sharing here on this blog, but because I am secretive (apparently I am too guarded), I don’t share too much information about myself face to face. Part of the reason is that I can’t speak. I stutter and and shy eye contact. And I repeat the same words too many times… I guess it is hard to listen to me sometimes. Anyway… Today I told a co-worker (who I am working with since mid-May,) that I write a blog. She is following my IG account and it is only a matter of time until she discovers this blog. A blog where I share every piece of me. Every peace of me.
Goodnight ✨ ✨