Small joys, deep thoughts, and a million other things


First Entry

I love to write…randomly. On no particular schedule and about any number of random topics. Sometimes I feel that word “random” describes me well.

I feel cautious when I write, usually worried about who might read it. It’s the same as I feel about publicly presenting. I’d rather present to a room full of 1000 strangers, than to 10 people I know really well. It’s about the approval seeking part of my personality. I don’t care what 1000 anonymous people think, but I do care about what those close to Me think. Probably too much so.

Before starting a blog (like everyone else in 2000), I wrote on a mental health website about my struggles with depression and anxiety. I wrote freely there because it was a “closed” community and I felt validated by those who were similar to me.

So I am here, which feels like somewhere between that and social media which is too crafted in style and personality for me. It feels like too fast paced, to much about likes and follows and isn’t really a platform for really writing.

I am also hoping to try out a new platform called foto for a better less social media foto sharing app when I comes out later this year.