About Micey Letters

I started this because I don’t always have the courage to say things, sometimes I would find myself writing this long e-mails of things I urged to say, but I never really send them, they just started to pile up in my folders to arrive nowhere.

Pretty much like speaking alone, to walls. A dead end in a dead hour. A lonely echo.

I figured, that perhaps, if I would have hit the “send” button and stop being such a coward, so many things would have been different. If I would allow myself to be vulnerable, to let the other see, to let the other understand me better, to share what I truly felt, so many doubts would have vanish, so many problems solved, so many insecurities answered. But I am too, scared of the answers that I may get from the persons to whom I write. And the vicious cycle never ends.

Sometimes there are things we would like to say and we find it awfully hard to explain. Or we just can’t find the right words, or it just turns into a very difficult task to deliver the message directly to the other person, or anyone we are trying to communicate with.

Although I am good with words, I have troubles to express myself and I am rarely clear, so being a good communicator when it comes down to myself never has been easy. I have a very ravelled thought process and I figured that letters helped me greatly to clarify my mind, let along, allow the other to understand me in a less shallow way.

In the other hand, sometimes we are desperately seeking for answers, any kind of answer, or just someone to listen to us, someone to whom we can open up and tell our stories, to whom we can relate to and perhaps receive a word, what we were needing to hear, or juts to know that we are not alone in all this mess.

Or maybe… just maybe… to know that someone is simply listening, or reading us, is enough.

 

So this blog is totally purposeless.

Is just something from me to you.

XOXO

Micey.