Why I'm Here

There are many things left unsaid at the end of...everything we go through; the stress, the hard choices, the growing pains, etc. I have forgotten how easy writing makes that for me. Saying things, I mean; things I should have said or didn't know how to say at the time. I remember writing letters to people, even myself at times when I was a little girl. That started for many reasons, but the main reason was because I felt that what I said wouldn't matter as much as what I wrote. Because people can minimize or dismiss what you quickly say, but if you put it on paper, it's there. And harder to ignore. Because somewhere there is a record of what you had to say...just in case anyone was wondering or cared.

Now, The Words I Wear On My Face. I go through the day with a face like most people do, and it has something to say. But people aren't always ready to hear what I have to say. I can usually tell by looking at their face. Should I say it? Should I not say it? Does it even matter if I say it? Sometimes I convince myself that what I'm feeling isn't real or valid so that I don't feel the need to express it. Because expressing it comes with the anticipation that someone will care. But people caring isn't what's important anymore. I have a story to tell, whether ya like it or not! The Words I Wear On My Face will be my story. My past, present, and hopes for the future. I'm not trying to inspire anyone, because c'mon! My life isn't extraordinary. I just seriously need an outlet for all these words I wear on my face!

                                                                                                                         

                                                                                                                                     Jess