Give Me a Reason
The only reason I’m out of bed, this morning, is that I have the urge to write. I got up. God dressed. Took meds. Fed cat. Ate raisin bran.
Now I sit in front of this computer trying to decide what I want to write about. I need to finish up the invoice for December for my homeschool student. I need to send him his holiday practice (it’s one page – super easy – possibly even fun – don’t lynch me).
But that’s not writing. That’s work. I feel guilty when I do things for myself when I have obligations outstanding.
So then I remind myself that I deserve an opportunity to write for pleasure. I want to create a blog with advice for young people and to express my thoughts on being disabled in an ablest society. I think having lived 40+ years as a relatively healthy person and then being thrust into the life of a disabled person at 46 give me some unique perspectives.
And now I’m back after a several minute detour to read about seizures and epilepsy. I miss my normal brain.
Readers, future readers. It’s rare to see people now who wants to share life advice – and for free! Yes, youth can benefit from your advice for sure.
Also, no specific reason is needed, if it makes you happy, if it makes your soul light up & you’re not hurting anyone, go ahead and do it! 🙂
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I hear you. I also know that when I’ve written from the heart… wisdom etc from nearly 70 yrs of experience I get attacked so I just don’t bother anymore. It’s honestly not worth it for me. The world has grown toxic and entitled. I just step back and say “Knock yerself out”. Love you my dear!
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