I haven’t posted on here in so long. I forgot about my little side blog where I could vent and bitch to my hearts content. Maybe that’s why my stress is building again, I’m not siphoning out all of my frustration through words and its starting to show. Venting is good for you, it keeps you sane and you don’t always have to vent to a friend or family. Sometimes just writing it all down in a frenzy of blurred words helps more than any friend ever could. You can say whatever you want and do it without fear of being judged or looked down on. Because it doesn’t matter how much someone loves you, they won’t always share your exact opinion and thought process. When you’re writing to yourself, for your eyes only, you can write all the dirty details, all the dark thoughts you keep locked up tight so no one will see.
Nothing is more freeing than unleashing your demons on paper that no one will see.