Why do I blog? To satisfy my ego.
I like to think what I do matters and has significance, and my mission in life exists. It could get so offensive that I have to keep reminding myself to be humble.
Exhibiting one’s own thoughts and ideas in public is a narcissistic act, I admit. At the same time, though, I expose the most vulnerable side of me. I have to. It could get so ugly that it is hard to keep myself from purging.
It is ironic that the very thing – vulnerability, that gives us joy, happiness and compassion does generate fear, shame, hate and art.
Such is life or just a human thing.
Imperfection is perfect; that’s what I learned from writing this post.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Singular Sensation.”
“If one experience or life change results from you writing your blog, what would you like it to be?”