Write through it
Joshunda is a writer whom I look up to. I find her incredibly passionate and articulate and one of her recent posts struck a deep chord within. The post is titled “write through it” and it begins with the quote “I love the person I’ve become, because I’ve fought to become her.” ~ Kaci Diane”. I have always found her writings inspirational but this came at a time when my own writing has stopped, not from a lack of subject but from not wanting to be too honest on this blog or too personal.
To a certain extent, I divide my personal life from everything else, its boxed up in many pieces that I don’t usually show. No matter how good friends we are … chances are .. you will only have ever seen the pieces that I want you to see or the parts that couldn’t come back to bite me. I have been told that I deal with my personal life the way I deal with my professional life, logically, in divided steps … only you can’t really deal with everything in logic. Human beings and their intricate interactions defy logic to a greater extent than most of us are willing to admit. And to that end I have to admit that sometimes I am dumbfounded by people’s actions. To me certain behavior defies any logic, reason or excuse.
I talk a lot about women’s rights and I get riled up about it. I also kick butt when I get pissed off at people for not helping themselves and instead choosing to moan from that feeling of being ‘entitled’ to whatever they are moaning about. No one can tell me more about how life doesn’t owe us anything … then I can.
I know life doesn’t owe me anything. No one does. I also know that I make my life every single day, every single hour with the choices I am making. Like everyone else I have made some smart choices and some not so smart ones. Thing is, when you realize that it’s a choice. You can, in the next instance, choose something else for yourself. Claim a better life for yourself.
I decided a few years back that I want to be happy. So at any point in time, I could stop and ask myself, ‘am I happy?’, how does this serve me? is this what I want to do? how would I feel about this 2 years or 5 years from now? These questions and their answers define me and my choice. The long-term consequence of my actions are never too far away from my mind. It’s the way I think, it’s the way I live. If I die right now, I will die happy. But if I live, then 5 years from now, I still want to live happily.
Going by Joshunda’s advice, if I start to ‘write through it’, then chances are that this blog is going to become a place where my two worlds will collide. The personal with the professional. I don’t know where it will take this blog. I am not sure how I will handle being more open about personal stuff on a blog that I share mostly with my professional world. Given that I am an introvert who can behave like an extrovert, I suppose eventually down the line I will find a balance. The kind of balance that would allow my two worlds to overlap gently without collision.
Hopefully this will break the self-imposed silence and I will be back more often to blog about the things that matter to me and someday who knows I might not even