1. Introduction
Even though we fall, we may rise again. Even though we rise, we may fall again. There is no equation to all of it.
Hi. Welcome to my my blog diary. I call it “The Life I defined”.
I best express myself through writing. At 6years old I had my first diary, and as you can already imagine, I could not write properly or thought there was something more to write than “today I am sad, today I am happy, I hate school, I want to die”.
Each year I had a diary, sometimes I used my exercise books when I had a thought I so much wanted to write down or maybe I had come across a quote in a book I was reading, and felt I related much to it. I guess you can say I was lonely even though I always had so many wonderful people around me. Sometimes it is silent in the loudest places. With each year going by, I was growing and having more experiences and knowledge, I got more advanced and educated, I could see this by the way I was writing and the books I took interest in reading. It was no longer basic, it became more expressive and deep.
The thing about all the things I wrote is I could never really say them. I knew I was feeling things, going through things, growing too fast and more aware, but I never have or had the courage to open my mouth about it, and so I resorted to writing and sticking to my writing to date.
Hi. Welcome to my my blog diary. I call it “The Life I defined”.
I best express myself through writing. At 6years old I had my first diary, and as you can already imagine, I could not write properly or thought there was something more to write than “today I am sad, today I am happy, I hate school, I want to die”.
Each year I had a diary, sometimes I used my exercise books when I had a thought I so much wanted to write down or maybe I had come across a quote in a book I was reading, and felt I related much to it. I guess you can say I was lonely even though I always had so many wonderful people around me. Sometimes it is silent in the loudest places. With each year going by, I was growing and having more experiences and knowledge, I got more advanced and educated, I could see this by the way I was writing and the books I took interest in reading. It was no longer basic, it became more expressive and deep.
The thing about all the things I wrote is I could never really say them. I knew I was feeling things, going through things, growing too fast and more aware, but I never have or had the courage to open my mouth about it, and so I resorted to writing and sticking to my writing to date.
It is my writings that kept me going and gave me a sense of belonging. The things I wrote and read built me to be who I am today and I am hoping for nothing more than for you to be motivated by them, hence I cannot wait to share them with you all. Please, do enjoy
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