Why I write

I already explained why I decided to write about this very difficult time of my life, but I didn’t explain why I like to write in the first place, so here goes…

I just want my voice heard. If I want to say something, it usually sounds better on paper so I want people to read. I just want to write. It’s what I do best, I think. I can talk, but words come out, they don’t always sound right and sometimes it’s too fast without being able to control them and then I say things I regret.

I write so I’m not interrupted, so I don’t forget, so I can say what I want to say. This is why I write. But this was all put to a halt. I could still write whatever and whenever I wanted, but it didn’t lead to anything. Now, I want to see a result in my writing. I want people to hear, or better yet read, what I have to say.

I like thinking about what I want to say before saying it. Some people may call me a perfectionist, but I don’t care. If I am going to say something, I want it to be right. I don’t want to regret it later. People forget what you say, but what you write stays forever. I want to be able to think about my ideas. I want to be proud of myself, and I want other people to be proud of and understand me. I don’t need to be the best, I just want to be good. I want to go as far as I know I can go. I don’t want to waste all the gifts and opportunities I’ve been given. Everything happens for a reason, to teach us something. Yes, life can take a little detour; but we’ll get there in the end. We can’t rush things, we just have to keep working on them and improve. There’s always room for improvement.

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