Brain words with Wendy.

I made a blog! I do not promise to post blogs regularly, but writing can be a healthy form of release, and I want to be more transparent with people. I want you, dear reader, to see me for who I am and in turn perhaps let others see you for who you are.

I do not usually share my opinions and thoughts publicly, and sometimes when I look at my social media and online presence, I see a slightly too polished version of me. Which is just not reality. Sometimes I use words in the wrong way, sumtimes I spel things rong. I share different thoughts then some people. Some times I am not in a good mood. All of this makes me (and I’m sure many people) afraid to show my true self, but all of this is okay. All feelings are valid and beautiful. And there is literally not a single individual that is like you. Think of all of your favorite things. All of the things that call your name and whisper to you when your eyes are closed. The things that make your heart flutter and pound. Now, on a scale of 1-100 how much do you like those things. Not a SINGLE person…NOT a SINGLE person in the history of EVER has had the same combination as you do right now. And that is freaking badASS. You will find people that share interest, maybe even someone that shares many interests, but still, you may be a super fan of something while they are just a casual lover. We are a diverse people and that’s kind of what makes the human race so amazing.

Another reason I choose to be silent is because a large part of me feels as if there are enough voices in the world. Mine doesn’t need to be out there too. Not that my voice doesn’t matter, no, it’s just not necessary. But the thing that I am learning is that it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter if there are already a billion and a half screaming voices. (but what if no one can hear me….why should I speak if no one is even listening?) Because you know what also doesn’t matter? How big your following is. I believe what truly matters is that I am opening my mouth (or in this case my laptop) and I am letting it out. And you, dear reader, may choose to listen (or read) or not.

So this is me deciding to be…me. Instead of a shiny sleek smile. (although sometimes I think that is the true me as well…I like to be shiny and I like to smile….like alot…..I am fully prepared for those wrinkles)

Any who, this was just the first stream of consciousness rambling to (hopefully) kick start many.

We out here. Being humn. Having typos and shit.

-Love and light-