Baring My Soul

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It’s funny, isn’t it, how humans close ourselves off from each other? We’re forever pitching camps of “us” and “them.” Couples and singles. Blue collar and white collar. Working moms and stay at home moms. To be sure, it’s our nature to categorize, but we have weaponized the concept. Brick by brick, we build little fortresses out of our differences and peer over them in suspicion. But we do it because we’re afraid. Afraid of disagreeing. Afraid of what might happen if we spoke our minds instead of empty platitudes. Afraid of what others might think, if they really looked beneath the surface. So we hide, even from those we know best.    

 

And yet, we have an insatiable thirst for connection. We create social media networks and build subgroups within those, searching for it. Our world is populated with lonely people, but it’s easy to forget that we’re the architects of our own destruction. After all, it’s we who say, “Oh, I’m fine!” when we’re aching to open up. In the long run though, it doesn’t do us any good. We think we’re protecting our fragile hearts, but we’re really just building tidy little cages, aren’t we?

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If I’m being honest, I’m the worst of sinners when it comes to this. It’s easier to deflect than to divulge. There’s less risk, but it’s isolating and exhausting. That’s why I’ve decided to finally start this blog. I’ve been toying with the idea for long enough. My thoughts might not be earth-shaking. My writing might not be eloquent all the time. My pictures might not be professionally taken. But my voice matters, and I’m tired of hiding.

 

Baring my soul to the internet is a scary thing, but I’m not the first to do it, and I certainly won’t be the last. All I’m hoping to do here is write about life: the mundane and the magnificent alike. Hopefully, someone else will read what I’ve written and relate. There's power in feeling connected. My little blog probably won't change the world, but if it can help even one person feel a little less alone, then that's good enough for me.    

 

So, if you’re reading this, thanks. Thanks for being here. 

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