To me, writing is like taking out the garbage. At the same time it’s like opening up a fridge, smelling something hideous and not knowing where the smell is coming from. To the eyes everything within the fridge looks perfectly fine but to find the source of the smell, you have to open and close containers, shift some things around, and even sniff things. However when you finally find the source of the odor, you feel great. Your fridge has returned back to it’s normal state.

Similarly…

When experiencing pain, it is one thing to write about it and another thing to too find the “right” words to describe exactly how you feel. That sometimes means writing all of the things you don’t feel. However, as you go through the contents of the heart, you eventually uncover the source of pain. Which sometimes means writing things, although true, you may not be in a place to believe yet. It’s so easy to write the noble and most right thing, when the pain is present, hiding and lingering far beyond its expiration date in your heart. Yet, when you finally take out the garbage, getting rid of surface emotions and write down words that you feel so deeply within yourself, good or bad… it’s freeing. It is absolutely liberating to the soul.

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