Sometimes

Sometimes I read through past blog posts here and I fall in love with my own words.

Sometimes I read through the comments and I fall in love with your words.

Sometimes I read about things I have written and I cringe.

Sometimes I want to delete every single word.

Sometimes I want to be anonymous again.

Sometimes I want to carve out bits and pieces of my soul and paste them here for you to see, and other times I want to write about nothing more serious than bunny rabbits and rainbows.

And then I remember that I hate bunny rabbits.

And I hate censorship.And I hate hiding my true self.

And I hate hating.