Why do I write?
Why do I feel compelled to write down the jumbled up thoughts bouncing around in my head?
I mean, it’s not as if the words magically flow out of my head and through my fingertips with great ease, that’s for sure. The process of writing is not easy. To be honest, it can be downright frustrating at times.
So why do I persist?
Well, for starters, writing often helps me make sense of those jumbled thoughts. Many times I start writing without a destination in mind. I have no idea where my thoughts are going to take me. Eventually, I run out of steam or get lost. I reread what I have written, I delete, I make additions, I rearrange, and after much effort, I begin to make sense of my thoughts. (Or at least more sense than what I possessed before.)
But let’s face it, I could accomplish that by writing in a diary.
Maybe a better question is why do I share what’s on my mind and what’s in my heart especially when it’s uncomfortable for me to do so?
Perhaps it’s because I am well aware of the need for conversations about uncomfortable topics, and it’s a whole lot easier for me to start conversations by writing than by speaking.
I’m simply not that brave.
But really, it’s more than that.
Truthfully, I write because I need to feel like my life matters. I need to know my past and current struggles have meaning and value.
I want to make a difference. I want to provide hope. I want others to feel less alone.
And in order to do that, I need to write with honesty. There isn’t much to be gained by sharing the highlight reel of my life. It’s hard to relate to people who have perfect lives.
And unfortunately, social media (love it or hate it) perpetuates the fallacy of perfection: perfect bodies, perfect relationships, a perfect families, perfect lives.
You see it in post workout selfies with toned bodies.
You see it in ‘before and after’ pictures.
You see it in meals made with only ‘clean’ ingredients.
You see it in vacations to exotic destinations.
You see it in perfectly posed bodies and carefully created smiles.
While intentions may be good, social media can create feelings of discontent, making you feel your life is lacking or you aren’t good enough. It’s hard to resist comparing yourself, your life, to others when you are continually bombarded by sources of comparison.
why do I write?
I write because I want to provide balance between what you see and read on social media and the reality of others.
I write to let you know it’s okay, YOU’RE okay, if your life isn’t ‘perfect’ by society’s standards.
I write to remind you that it’s okay if you are going through a rough time. It’s okay if you are struggling. Life is full of ebbs and flows.
I write to remind you that you were perfectly created and loved by the One who matters most.
I write because I want to make a difference in this world, and if I can do that by being honest about my life, if I can provide hope and encouragement to others by sharing my imperfect life, it’s worth it.