Introduction pt.2

Hi!

I don't know why i decided to make the second part of the introduction. I guess i just want to go deeper and explain about myself even more. About when and why i started to writing. It's going to be long but i know no one is actually going to read it, so yeah.

Let's start from the beginning.

As a child, i don't have a trouble in reading or talking. I just have a trouble in socializing with people. Communicating, sharing my feeling and stuff. I guess that's just how i was built. 

I've learned. People cut me off in a middle of a conversation is nothing new. Friends, family, they're all the same. They never listen to me without interrupting. Most of the time they just don't give me a chance at all. 

That's when i started to shut my mouth. Knowing that anything comes out from there won't be listened. 

I started to pour my thoughts into writing. Short stories in a small book, diary, or just some random thought that crossed my mind. Soon enough i found myself get addicted to writing. Every last page of my school notebook is filled with random words or sentences. And i have a lot certain of notebooks filled with stories that never finished. 

I found peace in writing. I found peace in pouring my thoughts into words, sentence, paragraph. People cannot interrupt that, and that's the best part. People cannot ignore it because i decided not to show them any of my writing.

It's my own world.

As I grow up. I continue writing in any devices i have. I still write in my notebooks though. But still, no one is allowed to read it. They don't have a chance to judge something they can't see.

This blog is my attempt to opens up. To share what's on my mind, about anything. Because i have trouble in communicating normally, therefore this blog is exist.

I hope that can explain much.

If you ever wondering why i talk about this in the first place, well, just imagine that one person from school. The one that is sitting in the back of the class with a hoodie or an earphone. Reading a book but never talk about it out loud. The one that doesn't have many friends but somehow always looks comfortable by being alone. The one that everyone thinks as smart but they never really knew.

I don't say that i represent them in my writings. I'm just saying that i know what does it feels like to be them. 

Because I am them, and my posts will be filled with things you can't hear directly from my mouth.

I'll see you soon.

Lots of love,

Ivy

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