let me tell you what writing meant to me...
you know the feeling of being trapped and nowhere to escape to? or being in shackles with no one to loose you? it was writing that liberated me. I wrote to my freedom. I wrote to my liberation, I did it for myself because I wanted to not feel ashamed of being loud or raw or so naked. I had the courage to share my most naked feelings and views and that made me free and happy, that was when I was younger...
These days I find it hard to take that risk of inviting anyone to my vulnerability, to my raw feelings and naked views. the girl who wasn't afraid of jumping in me is no more, this 26 year old me always think three times and see if it's safe before jumping...
Is it possible that I have changed? or am I still that young girl somewhere deep inside? can I see the world with those eyes again? can I feel things the same away again? then again, I want to discover a new me, the me that is stronger and wiser and bolder.
I guess I just have to see where these baby steps take me...

© ogechukwu