I turned 26 on the 11th. Not sure if much has changed over the years even though I know that a lot has.
I don’t post on here much anymore, mostly because I am too much in my own head and trying to keep going to post my thoughts.
A lot of times I wish that I would have made this blog anonymous. I don’t know if I would feel more inclined or less to post, but it is something that I think about in terms of this blog.
Who’s to say.
I read on Facebook the other day a post about if you/I was a character in a book, people would love you for all of your quirkiness and flaws. They would relate to you.
That’s a nice sentiment to think about. Something to ponder about. What do people see when they look at me? Potential? Weirdo? Annoying?
I have no clue. A lot of time I don’t think they see anything. I’m just here. In the background and occasionally in some speaking parts of their lives. Only a main character in a handful of people’s lives. A supporting character in fewer.
That’s probably on me. Again, who’s to say.