Sunday, January 28, 2007

My life/ Life/ My

I think I am suffering from writers block. I have so many things that I would love to write about, but when it comes time to type, my mind goes blank. I have always loved to write. It has always been my escape, my way of dealing with my feelings. As a teenager I wrote endless poems. Poems about frienship, love, loss, anything that affected my heart, I wrote about. It always hepled me feel better. I am one of those highly sensitive people. I anaylze everything. I drive my husband nuts. I think of everything. What people do say, what they don't say, I'm anaylizing it all. It sometimes drives me nuts being like this. But on the other hand that is just how I am, and who I am. I have to have a way of expressing my feelings or I go crazy inside. This also drives my husband nuts, he wants me to just get over things, and I want to just keep talking about them and my feelings. Some would say that I wear my heart on my sleeve, I put so much time and thought into things. When others don't do the same for me it hurts. I tend to think everyone thinks like me, which always leads me to a let down, or disappointment in my life.


SimplyKim said...

Thank you for the kind words on my blog, I think I can definitely relate to this, even though I'm still a teenager, I used to do all sorts of writing, poems, just free-writes, anything happy, angry, sad, everything.

NeuroticBC said...

Hi Shelly, thanks for the comment. Read your blog and thought you did a great job too. Keep it up!!
p/s: hope you're feeling better already.. :-)