The Past Haunts

I never write in this blog. Not because I don't want to. Or maybe that is just the reason. You write things down & they become permanent. You probably laugh at this. You think, "just go back and delete the blog." I could do that. But that merely hides what I was feeling. It doesn't change it. It doesn't change the fact that I expressed something that I felt. I let it out of my mind through words. It became concrete. Reality.

So I erase the blog. Are my thought any less real? Do they return to my head without consequences. No. Why? I know it's real. I understand that what I wrote was what I thought. And I can never take it back.

I never write in this blog. I'm scared of the things that will come out of my head. My fears, my joys, my understanding, my ignorance, my dreams, and my failures. It all stays inside of me. Someplace safe with a lock and a muzzle.

I should write in this blog.