You start out writing a few thoughts here and there, just as you would think them while driving or doing some task. Sometimes it is because something hurts and there is no one to tell. Sometimes it is a revelation of errors made or aspirations hoped for – things maybe you are embarrassed to talk about. There are times you just want to be whimsical.
Then you tell one person, and then another, and then someone who knows you so very well – who has always been smarter than you. And you start to think, “Oh, I can’t write that.”
Sometimes you make the decision that you will, because you need to be who you are.
Ah, I can SO relate to this. Unfortunately I temper my writing quite a bit because I know many of my family read my blog. A sister who holds grudges, a brother who is bitter, etc etc. In an attempt to maintain relationship I don’t write some things I’d really like to. Not mean things by any degree but just thoughts. Often thoughts that have nothing to do with family but would be taken wrong by family. Maybe I should start a second blog that nobody reads and allow a creative outlet for my thoughts. Might be too much work though.