Blogging 101: My Ideal Reader

It is my dream to just relate to people… on an emotional level. I want to make people laugh, think, cry, and feel. In my own life, I’m random and I feel things so deeply, so my writings reflect that. My reader is not a specific person or group of people. I think that may be difficult to keep up with… do I need to have a specific demographic? Does my blog have to resonate with only one group of people?

I can connect with so many people on a variety of levels… I want my blog, my future books and my readers to reflect that gift.

As a “twist” to my blog… enjoy this random song. You’re welcome.

Introducing Myself: Blogging 101

Who am I and why do I blog…

The reasons why I blog change randomly, but those reasons have a lot to do with who I am.

I am a rather emotional person, a highly sensitive person (HSP) and blogging helps me to process some of the feelings I have. I get overwhelmed often and can’t express myself to people verbally, writing has always been my preferred form of communication. I have been through a lot in my short 25 years and am still going through things, since life comes with highs and lows, I will use my blog as a means to get through it. I also thought that having a blog would build a small audience because there is a part of me that wants to be a writer. I have since become confused about what I exactly want to do, writing is such a broad field and I am all over the place. I love writing short stories, personal journal entries that I hope to touch someone’s heart with, poetry, and my rants are pretty funny. (Yes, I crack myself up.)

I am Precious. I’m just trying to survive. I want to be a writer.

That is me and why I blog… without you having to read pages and pages of my life story.

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Friendships & Forgiveness

When someone you love confides in you about something that is hurting them… LISTEN and HEAR them.

My best friend confides in me about a lot of different things and I am always there to listen. A couple weekends ago it seemed to be a rather emotional day for her and she ended up confiding in me about me. With the exception of my boyfriend, I have never had anyone tell me about how I’ve hurt them and express it from a place of anguish instead of contempt. She was so crushed by some of my actions over the years and I let her tell me without interjecting with my reasonings. You can’t tell someone how to hurt. You can’t tell someone when to let something go. Although, I wanted to tell her my argument and express how she shouldn’t take my actions over the years so personally… who am I to try to make someone’s pain seem small?