Why

Last night a friend ask me why I blog. It didn’t bother me so much, as it made me wonder why do I do this? I guess the answer is that there are times when there are things I want to do, say things I need to say, or express anger I am feeling. There are times when there is no one to talk to, no one who would understand, or maybe just that there is no one who really cares and sometimes there is just time when I don’t want to talk to anyone. For all those times I decided to blog, there have been times when I was unsure how I actually felt, times when I was fuming, and times when I did not know what I thought. It is an indirect way of releasing thoughts, fears and even anger. I could have turned to a bottle of scotch, or made an appointment with a shrink. Instead I do this, I have no great solutions, no great insights but it does not matter if it is useful or not, appreciated or not, enjoyed or not. It is just something I do for me