Why I Write.

So many reasons, and all difficult to put in words, I find. Then again, when I think of myself, I wouldn’t dare think of myself as a writer, I’m just a blogger.

So why do I write on my blog? Well, because I need to. It has become such a part of who I am, that I just need to. Sometimes my writings stay as drafts, some deleted, some languishing on as drafts forever, some see the light of the day. Whether my posts get published or not, just writing down stuff helps. I guess it gives my thoughts some clarity. And it has, given me a direction, of sorts. My writing has become a place for me to voice opinions, views and have discussions with so many like-minded people. With my writing, I think I can say, that I know who I am, what I stand for, a little bit better.

My blog has become a place for recording things, everyday things that I would have definitely forgotten otherwise. I hope that one day Daughter would enjoying reading it. The only thing I would wish is to record more diligently, but that’s the thing with me. I can only write when I am in that mood. I find it really difficult to write on schedule or with any sort of planning. There are times when I just don’t write anything. And other times when I write, but I don’t feel like sharing. Some things/events that are just special, that I want to hold close and keep to myself.

The best part of being a blogger, the biggest reason I write is, of course, you guys. You make me want to write, to share. It is that feeling of being part of a community, of belonging, knowing that there are people who read my crazy writings, that makes me write, makes me share, ask for advice and have fun, loads of it.

A few years ago, I would have laughed if someone told me that I would share so much online. It was just not me. But today, I can’t think of a time before I started blogging. Although, even today, the place I share the most, is here on the blog. For some reason, this is the place I feel most comfortable in. It is the place where I’ve found so many like minded friends. It is my happy place. I have reached a point that when I am intensely happy, or sad, or outraged or just peacefully happy, I turn to write. Yes, I might not publish them all,as I mentioned already, but I like being able to put my feelings down in words.

I write because it keeps me sane and happy and fulfilled.