I've been sitting asking myself why I started this blog. What do I hope to gain from it? What is this space for me?
I'm generally a very private person and don't share much of myself with people that I don't know well. (That's rather an ironic statement, I suppose, since to get to know anyone you have to share yourself with them.) I'm the kind of girl who hides her pain behind a plastic smile or a stoic mask when I haven't the energy to fake a smile. I'm filled with self-doubt and self-loathing like there is no tomorrow, some days.
My friends, my real-life ones, have such happy lifes. They always seem so perfect. Yes, I know; everyone has their private demons. But, because their marriages and their relationships with their relatives always seem on such an even keel, I hate to burden them with my fears, my pain, and my doubts about my own marriage, my own relationship with my family, and with my own self.
So, I guess that's why I started this blog. At least here, I can let some of those fears out, let go of some of that pain, and not burden my friends with it. I can vent into the giant void of the internet and let those ideas bounce around in the ether. ;)



