A “safe” place?
I recently opened a new medium account to express my inner thoughts, I am not one to talk about my feelings to anyone but if it came down to writing about it then I am a guru at that. You might be wondering why I am writing this story here and not in my other account, well I can’t answer that question for you. I guess what I am trying to say is that it is okay sometimes to feel sad, to feel like the world is ending and your life’s purpose hasn’t been fulfilled. The only thing sadder than that is not acting on what is making you feel that way. I am not a therapist neither do I give the best advice but I do know that the solution to being sad is not sulking and staying in bed. I have made terrible decisions and I am on the verge of working my way back up again, this is my safe place. Medium is my safe place, I can write how I feel without the fear of being judged and with the hope that other people feel the same way. I started writing this article with one intention but as I started to write it, words just flowed through my head into my hands. I did not have a topic to write about but I wanted to pen down what I was feeling at the moment. Maybe this is a love letter or just the encouragement that you need to believe everything will be alright.
