I have posted this quote before. I decided to “bleed” a little today. It’s been a while. I have felt a bit dry, much like the summer heat in The Middle.
My dryness comes more from fear rather than the weather. I have an irrational fear of failing. Failing at what? How can pouring my heart out on paper be a failure?
This post is for all you people (including myself) who think daily of writing and don’t because of the same fear I have.
How can it be wrong to share with the world your thoughts when we live in an age that is so easy to be heard??
We all have something to say. Somebody out there will be touched by our words, by our thoughts.
It is a great feeling to pour out in printed words. Even to pour out in photos or songs – or whatever form of bleeding you can. It is cleansing. Freeing. Vulnerable. Healing.
There. I feel better. Thanks for letting me bleed a little.
Cate B
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