hello there,
I like to hear people's thoughts which is why I always return to livejournal, because we as human beings rarely pour our soul to anyone else. Out of fear, our soul becomes something like paper, hung up and dried, forgotten if no one can reciprocate this emotion. The fear eats me alive, (forgive the metaphor please) because the things we say when we're upset or hurt means everything but also at the same time very little. It's shameful to hear those words later for me, but at the time, I would've given anything to have someone hear them.
Still. I like to hear other people speak even if what I say is guarded. Simply because if I'm not guarded, then everything I write seems trivial and silly afterwards. Maybe I am a trivial and silly person who's pretending?
I always try to make a promise to myself, to be as straightforward and blunt as I possibly can. Just as sensitivity is a skill, being blunt must be an even harder one to learn. It's so much nicer to say what you feel rather than bottling it up and pretending, wouldn't you agree? To say you're upset, or hurt, or how stupid that is, rather than to pretend to like it for fear of someone else (or someone else's pain.). This journal will be an attempt in this exercise, of soul-pouring (and possibly drinking if anyone would like to share), of daily or semi-daily or weekly, but I promise not monthly thoughts.