Share

It’s odd how I have so much to say and never really shared it with anyone. When there is someone who will listen, it truly is a wonderful thing for both people. Listening to stories, relating, giving advice, analyzing, and supporting are the key to a great friendship. I guess I don’t have many friends to be able to share and open up with. Maybe it’s because I choose to hide. Hide from the world, hide from myself, and hide because I feel vulnerable of getting hurt. Either way, I have forgotten the power of sharing. Sharing my thoughts gives me a feeling of release. I feel at peace. I never knew how much I needed this simple action to make me feel “not so heavy”. I have been weighed down with internalizing thoughts. Perhaps, I am evolving into something better: a better person. A person that I can be proud of, someone that isn’t so dark and gloomy.
I have more room for happiness now. My mind doesn’t seem consumed by the clutter of my existence. Purging the useless thoughts has renewed my spirits. Not to say they aren’t still memories in my mind. They are still there but, I don’t feel so alone. They have meaning now: my existence has meaning and worth. It feels good, real good, and I will try to remember to share more (even if I think it is insignificant). I am going to stop hiding.
Thanks for listening my dear friend