An Honest Conversation

She’s angry. And she wanna talk.

Photo by Anas Alshanti on Unsplash

I acknowledge that it’s been a good while since I’ve blogged the way I used to, and with good explanation.

I don’t know what to say, but I will say this: I don’t feel the same way about writing anymore. It used to be this thing where I had my own little space on the internet where I could speak my mind, where I could let my heart run wild, where the only thing stopping me would be the speed of my fingers, but it’s not the same anymore. The worst part: I know why, but I wish I didn’t. Knowing the reason behind a problem is sadly not doing anything to solve it, and that makes me very annoyed.

You wouldn’t believe how many half-finished drafts I have that I wish I had finished, so many songs I’ve written but none of which I’m proud of, so many ideas, but none of them good, and sometimes, I feel like stopping. Just letting all this go to the dogs, and starting over, but I’m sick of starting over. So, instead of complaining about my absolute lack of motivation, I am still keeping at all the things that I love.

And because, in my head, this blog has morphed into having an audience of one, I would like to remind you that these doors are always open for conversation. Honest, heartfelt conversation. So if you have something to say, any of you, I encourage you to let it out and let it go.

It will be a huge surprise if I don’t delete this in two days. Also, good stuff is definitely coming. Don’t worry.

By Udita Gowdety

I read books with the jacket off.

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