Writing is...

Let's start again, thought by thought, word by word. Then sentence by sentence. Feeling by feeling. Today, after more than 10 years I finally pulled the courage to start a blog again. No, it has not been because of laziness. It is worse, perhaps. It is fear of not knowing what to write. However cliche it may sound, I am scared that my posts will only spit nothing, nonsense, uselessness. The mistakes in my thoughts, if any, the grammar errors that I often unintentionally carry, all matter. But why? Because I am afraid to be seen vulnerable. Thus it will be when I intend to make this blog for people who will always judge. Yet, let's ask deeper, who am I writing this blog for?

Only one honest answer comes in mind: yours truly.

A simple girl woman, who wants to heal her heart. Who wants to clean her mind. Who wants to share to the world her 70 thoughts (to those who care to read all of her and her vulnerability). Who wants to change to be a better humanbeing, and maybe only then can she change the world. Thus let it be so! Let this writing be a haven for me, a haven that can also fit others in need. Let this writing be a healing.

And that is enough to start to write again. Bismilllah.