WHY I DONT BLOG (OFTEN)

Have you ever heard yourself say something of which you become ashamed of?

I do. so very often. it is not because i do not think before i speak, but that many a times i am just too embarrased, afraid and yes, ashamed of facing up to the real me.

i hide.

there was too much pain the past and that has left its indelible mark. I run and I bury it within. they resurface once in a while with a vengence. a small and short reminder of the darkness of the past and the ghosts within. the loss. i run further and i dig deeper.

blogging becomes superficial because i do not say what i really feel. i refuse to face up to them - not merely for politically correct, or mere 'sensitivity to others'.

but I have to try right? get the ink flowing once more and get me in touch with me, so that i can get better. life is too short to be spent running away or living in fear. yet it cripples one ever so irrationally.

this is going to be a long and treacherous path.