I honestly didn't realize how long my posts are until about five minutes ago. I don't mean to write so much, it just gets away from me after awhile I suppose. I think it might stem from me trying to compensate for my guilt of not writing enough personally. I don't sit down and just write anymore. This is the main thing. Everything else is up in my head running around in circles, and this is a therapeutic release for me. And I know as a result, my writing is becoming more disjointed and unclear in intent. For the most part, I read intense, feeling-centric poetry in my spare time which influences how I speak and express myself in general. While I find this medium enthralling rather gorgeous, that doesn't mean it has the same effect on others and I know that.
I think this is me apologizing. I feel bad and at fault for how hard I am to understand at times and it's important to me to show that I'm aware of my what can be easiestly described as my shortcomings. I feel like too many people go around ignoring aspects of themselves that can be irritating to others, and while you shouldn't change yourself for others, I think it's good to try and understand their point of view and why it might be found annoying. Just some food for thought, chickadees.
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