It took me awhile but I’m finally at the end of my blog challenge journey, and it’s bittersweet. Partially because I’m thinking “what in the hell will I blog about now?” and partially because I’m thinking “what will I GET to blog about now!!”
I started blogging as a way to open up, engage with others, and introduce myself to the world. I’m so thankful for those of you who stick with me and read. I know that I’m not especially funny or insightful, but you haven’t deleted me yet, which I take as a positive sign 🙂
I spent a few good years, closed off and shut down. So mostly I blog to re-open my own mind- to remind myself that it’s okay to share myself with people. When you close off and never share, it becomes a simpler life, but assuredly, a lonely one. The transition back into normal life doesn’t happen organically after you’ve made such an effort to withdrawal. I thought that blogging would help, and it has.
I’ve found through this experience, that I really blog for Me. I write to remember that I’m not perfect and that I am tragically flawed. It reminds me that in my imperfection I can still be beautiful. I write to remind myself of who I am. I write so that I don’t lose myself to the darkness and so I can find the light when I need it. I write so that I can breathe. I’m unbelievably thankful that I get to write, blog, and share and I’m humbled by every like and comment. I am so grateful for the opportunity to share. Every time I blog, I learn or rediscover something I’d forgotten or learn something new. I look forward to the challenge of creating topics on my own to write about but mostly I look forward to sharing them.
I don’t think I will ever be the closed down, isolated person that I was. Everyone struggles in their lives, in their own way. Writing has helped save me. It has given me the gift of self-discovery, has been my saving grace, and has reminded me of who I truly am.