Blogging About the Hard Times

Here I am staring at a blank page, thinking about what to write. It is so easy to write about the good times and the insights, but it is so hard to write about the rough times. Part of it, I suppose, is not wanting to show your weak side, your failures, and your your lack of hope. Part of it, is probably not wanting to look at the issues and face the music.

Half of me wants to share my pain with the world, and the other half of me wants to curl up in a ball and hide from the world forever.

On one hand it feels good to let it out. It also helps clarify things in my head as I write them. Sometimes I will say one thing, and after it comes out, I realize what I just said, and realize that is not what I really meant. Which makes me afraid to share, because sometimes I surprise myself with what comes out of my mouth. Sometimes it is brilliant, and sometimes what I say sounds bad, and sometimes it does not come out right at all.

And the question always becomes, how much shall I share. For that question, I think I shall sleep on it. At least for now.