When life seems to get overwhelming or stops making any sense to me, there’s one thing I can always count on: the urge to write about it. Call me crazy, but it’s almost uncontrollable.
Blogging and writing are my therapy. It’s my way of trying to sort out what is happening to those I care about, what’s going on in the world, or how I’m feeling myself. It’s especially therapeutic during the most stressful of times. Perhaps that’s why when a loved one has been in the hospital or I’m most vulnerable after baring my soul or crying my eyes out, I tend to write the most. It’s as if the gates to my heart open and I need to pour everything that is spilling over from my consciousness into words, because words always have a way of making sense on my screen.
The urge to blog has become such that I try to have something I can write with on me at all times. I carry my iPad whenever possible, and I have written posts during carpool, at airport terminals, in makeup rooms and doctor’s offices. Sometimes I even get cranky if words come to me when I cannot write them down, like when I am in the shower or driving (no, I do not text and drive).
To the non-blogging world, this is hard to understand. But just like many of my friends who release all their tension by exercising (yes, their bodies look much better than mine), I choose to write to vent, to let off my steam, and not collapse when life hurts. I also write to celebrate, to thank, to help, and to inspire.
Interestingly enough, the process does not end once the words become a post in my computer. After the post goes live, the feedback you get from your community, your friends, and even those few trolls that everybody has, is simply fascinating. I feel extremely fortunate to have been blessed by the strength of my virtual and in-real-life friends when I honestly needed it the most. I also feel blessed when whoever took the time to read what I wrote leaves a comment or even criticizes me. It’s the only way to grow or to feel even more confident in what you’re saying.
So the next time you realize I haven’t blogged for a while, it might be a sign something’s wrong. However, do not worry. I always find my way back to my laptop, iPad, or, worst case, to a blank sheet of paper.
What do you do when you need to get out your feelings? I’d love to know.
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