I might be late writing this. Or in another term posting this. I have always believed that writing is very therapeutic and beneficial to people’s overall positivity and well-being. Writing genuinely help people to free themselves by inking their deepest emotions on paper. The more people write, the more they succeed in healing their perspective souls.
I used to write for myself. To keep my emotions for myself. I’m not really sure if it’s related to shyness or privacy. In both cases, I decided these last couple months to step out of my comfort zone. Being close to farewell my teenage years, I had the idea of talking about my golden years full of laughs, tears, ecstasy, collapse, anxiety, love. My lifetime experiences. The experiences that contributed in building my personality and making me the person that I am today. The experiences that made me cling to life at its darkest. I believe that this blog will hold so many memories and reminiscence. Not only for myself but also for the people that I’ve met and that went along with me during this journey. I really hope that my posts will make people laugh their hardest while reminiscing the craziest and happiest souvenirs – that if my lazy self decided to quit procrastination- and will make people shed joyful tears. Tears of pride.