A sneak peak into me

I was a naughty fun creative outdoorsy kid who with life experiences converted into a shy insecure under confident introvertish shell of a human being. What these experiences are, I’ve elaborated in some posts.

Trying to maintain my known persona outwardly while shrinking more and more into my self created bubble internally, I snapped in two and broke down a few years back. I then had what I’d like to call my tryst with awesomeness. I did some badass crazy stuff… and what’s even better? I lived to tell the tale.

I started blogging back then to have an outlet for my emotions. But progressively as I am recovering my posts shall be less dark. Hopefully.

So if you are going through or have gone through something similar, or understand what I’m talking about, or care enough to support… please do like, comment, follow or share. Given that my only vent is this anonymous blog, hearing back from someone will surely cheer me up.

Thanks for reading ๐Ÿ™‚

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2 thoughts on “A sneak peak into me

  1. Hello there my friend. Naturally I assume all human beings are my friends unless someone does someone to maim me or cause me emotional/physical/monetary harm. By that definition, you’re my friend and I yours.

    Such relatability whilst reading something written by another person I’ve seldom felt. I mean, Stephen King or Tolkien might be able to do that to me, but another blogger; not so much. Until now.

    So when I read this, I was like, ‘Whoa! This sounds exactly like what I have been through’. I too forayed in the phantasm of my mind what others called psychosis or Bipolar Disorder. I did some bad ass stuff too XD And yes, still here to tell the tales through my blog, writing of which is cathartic to me.

    Byron said, “If I don’t write empty my mind, I go mad”

    That’s why I write a lot. I understand what you’re going through, I am going through something similar (right now I’m in the manic phase of it) and being the empathetic being that I am, I do care to support you ๐Ÿ™‚

    My prayers are with you. Keep writing.

    p.s. you know what the bitch of it is? The people, they don’t understand your condition, they make fun of you, call you ‘mast’, call you names and make it their duty to keep reminding you of the low points in your life. I mean, I understand that chivalry went out the window somewhere at the end of the previous millennia, but for crying out loud, did empathy have to follow that chivalry shaped hole in the window too?

    • Thank you. I’m too high and numb with feelings right now to respond sensibly. But yes… I completely agree with you. About writing empty, the crazy phase, the friends who don’t understand.
      Don’t know about Tolkien but Murakami and Pamuk both reach out to me beyond words. Like them?
      So thanks dear friend for the kind words. I shall respond once I’m a little less in my head ๐Ÿ™‚

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