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Blog era na ba ulit?

Fell down a rabbit hole reading my previous blog posts tonight. It's like taking a time machine and experiencing the whole thing all over again.

There are posts that I could remember who and what I was pertaining to. There are posts that left me wondering what I was talking about there. Though some of those memories are hazy and details aren't as clear, I still remember the feelings I had back then that somehow transcended from my words and paragraphs.

See, there's this guy (there's always a guy, right?) that discovered my blog. I was a bit scared and embarrassed about him reading my sexploits and misadventures. And I guess what I'm more concerned about was him seeing my inner thoughts and feelings of my past self and he might think that I am still that person. To be fair to him, he does a good job of assuring me that what's past is past. He does seem genuine and sincere. (And he can read this now hehe)

I stopped reading my posts at 2014-ish. Seems to become heavier and melodramatic. I honestly forgot most of what I wrote here. I think that's why it was as effective as my therapy before. As soon as I have acknowledged my emotions and feelings, and written them down here, I get to be free from the burden of carrying whatever was in my life then.

I noticed two things revisiting this blog.
- I procrastinated. I have about ten or so drafts I need to publish. I started to write them and forget to finish and publish them. Also, in previous posts, I meant to start different post-series that I didn't get to even type a draft for. Hopefully, getting back to blogging will reignite that passion for writing.

- I was my own therapist. As I mentioned earlier, blogging was kind of a therapy for me then. I get to identify my emotion, acknowledge them, assess how they made me feel, provide context into my life, and determine a possible resolution to my feelings and emotions. Plus, I usually had a "call to action" or advice portion at the end of the posts. So that's good as a future reference. A TL;DR kind of thing. Anyway, I think that's that for now.


TL;DR. Blogging is my therapy. I might go back to doing it.

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