allow me to introduce myself...

I used to write all the time. Not that I was ever any good at it. I wrote to clear my head. I wrote to escape everything going on around me. I have notebooks filled in secret spots in my house. Mostly filled with depressing poems I had once come up with. I was never depressed as a teen. I didn't go through that awkward I hate my parents/family/life phase that you hear about. I wrote about depressing stuff because I was good at it, and even after reading the morbid sentences I formed, I could still smile and appreciate that I came up with that.

Most people don't even know that about me. I'm a very strong person, mentally more so than physical. Luckily, my mind has been the reason I haven't had to find out if my physical strength is actually there. However, there's a lot of me that I keep to myself, and my husband.

I'm 24 years old and am often told I act much older. I've still yet to figure out if that's a good thing or a bad thing - it probably just means those people haven't seen me relax. I keep a lot bottled up. Not all bad stuff - I'm not one of those people who needs to "let it all out" on a regular basis because I bottle up every bad thing that happens. I mean, we all bottle up our feelings, but it doesn't mean they are all negative feelings.

So I've decided I'll give this writing thing another try. Not sure how often or good it will be. I can't guarantee it'll entertain any of the few people who may actually bother to read something I've written. I'll still give a go though - because no matter how futile some of my own little thoughts may seem, their up there for a reason right?