Coming Back Out of My Shell
Yes, I'm still here.
No, I haven't blogged in ages.
What is different this time? I will not be apologising for my absence. I have desperately missed blogging over the last couple of years and have often longed to. What kept me from doing so you ask? It certainly wasn't lack of inspiration. So much has changed in my life over the past couple of years that there has been ample material to mine for comedy, drama and all the other good stuff that goes with laying your heart bare on the Internet on a regular basis.
The difference has been a new found desire to protect my anonymity and keep my feelings and writing honest without hurting those closest to me. When I first started blogging, everyone who read it was anonymous. In time, friends and family found the blog and I found myself working too hard to censor my writing. It became too difficult to stay true to myself and write things that truly expressed my feelings. Everything I wrote felt trite. I eventually gave up trying, but I never forgot. I'm back to give it another shot.
I met a boy, fell in love, got married and am making my way through life. Still in the City, still Monef. I'm back y'all.
No, I haven't blogged in ages.
What is different this time? I will not be apologising for my absence. I have desperately missed blogging over the last couple of years and have often longed to. What kept me from doing so you ask? It certainly wasn't lack of inspiration. So much has changed in my life over the past couple of years that there has been ample material to mine for comedy, drama and all the other good stuff that goes with laying your heart bare on the Internet on a regular basis.
The difference has been a new found desire to protect my anonymity and keep my feelings and writing honest without hurting those closest to me. When I first started blogging, everyone who read it was anonymous. In time, friends and family found the blog and I found myself working too hard to censor my writing. It became too difficult to stay true to myself and write things that truly expressed my feelings. Everything I wrote felt trite. I eventually gave up trying, but I never forgot. I'm back to give it another shot.
I met a boy, fell in love, got married and am making my way through life. Still in the City, still Monef. I'm back y'all.