Why do writers write?
It's just like asking why painters paint and why singers sing or why dancers dance?
And I think its synonymous to asking why the Creator created.
We can cite many reasons the foremost of them being love.
But here, let me be honest. Why am I writing this diary/journal/essay or whatever you might want to call it?
I write because I feel sad. I am lonely right now. I feel as if I am very much alone in this planet and that no one understands me or at least, no one cares enough to try.
Inside is this bleeding mass of secret self-destruction just waiting to happen.
With all the roles that I have to play before other people,I feel as if I had lost my sense of self. I feel as if I barely understand who I am or who I'm becoming or where this progression of life is going.
I am not being artistic here. This is purely self-expression. When no one has even bothered to see who I really am, to hear what I have been trying to say despite my inconsequence and ineloquence this is my effort to reach out.
This is me. Raw. Bare. Naked.
This is me with my walls completely down.
This is me. Totally anonymous to people I know but making my inner self known to those who would bother to read.
This is just me....a human being...a human becoming.
May 19,2018
