Aspirin

It's a Friday. Possibly the most uneventful day of my week.

Woke up to a house empty except for my brother (whom I don't usually talk to) and a growling stomach... got up, watched some TV, ate, watched some more TV and now here I am...

I was wondering, why did I start blogging? It's been three days now and... well, nevermind.

I guess it's some kind of release for me. I've been afraid of criticism ever since I can remember (contrary to what my friends believe in - which is me being indifferent to whatever's been going on) Do I fear being judged and seen in a bad way? Or do I fear being seen for who and what I am? All I know is that I find blogging a refuge... is it confusing? I guess it is. I don't want to be judged, but I went public.

Maybe, I want to be me and be accepted as me and not care about those who can't accept me.

Or could I just want attention but be afraid to accept it?

Hmmm, I'll be back later as I have some work to finish... and some pondering to do.

posted by Karl @ 3:38 PM