Do you ever feel like you just have so much to say, but what you have to say is so difficult to put into words? I’m a writer. I’ve always been one. When I was young, I was regularly writing children’s stories, shorts stories… lots of fiction. I can write fiction. It’s the real stuff that I have a hard time writing about. I have a lot of opinions and in real life, when with my family/friends, it’s not an issue. I can usually talk about life & politics freely, but it’s hard to talk about them in a public forum without upsetting a few people. I’m an open book, or at least I try to be, for the most part.
Lately, I’m just having a really hard time writing about everyday things when there is so much going on in the world. Whether it’s Trump, healthcare, religion, the environment… there are political things being done (or not done, for that matter) that affect my family & life. Problem is, I don’t want to have a political blog. I’m a news junkie and I’m also a journalist–as much as I try not to be, I can’t help it! My degree is in media, journalism & if I didn’t graduate at one of the worst times possible, I’d probably be working for a newspaper or news network now. But I also don’t want my world to be consumed by politics anymore than it already is. So, I started a blog that follows my everyday life. It’s my way to write, without stressing myself. It’s just hard. It’s hard to not write about the important things. Even when writing about my son & the autism/ADHD, it’s hard to not let it all out there.
*sigh* This is just me having to rant a little. 🙂