After a long day at work, a great birthday potluck & stomach completely ready to burst. I came home relaxed and collected my thoughts. I began to watch my favorite show "Sex in the City." Yes, I have the same shoe obsession as the Carrie character. It hit me. In my recent blog I had said that I was suffering writer's block & that is true. I heard a particular sentence that one of the characters said on the show. "I write about my experiences in life it just so happens that most of them involve you."
It occurred to me that I write mainly on relationships and try to offer advice on them for the world. Then there are times that I myself need some advice. It's hard to take the advice you give out sometimes. I wonder who will be there to guide me. Duh, my venting; sometimes we don't want to hear any advice or lectures we just want someone to listen. I listen to myself as I write; then realize I had the answers all along; just as we all do..

I walked away from the television set and ended up looking in the mirror to smile. I did not know any of the answers & skills I needed back then as I do now. I am proud of myself for all that I have accomplished in the past 15 years. Yes, I do take what I've learned to teach, advise or guide others from making the same mistakes. Whatever the case maybe the only thing I know that is that I write what I feel, what I know half the million of women (and men in some cases) go through in relationships & life. I help others by letting them know they're not alone & many of us are or have experienced the pain, heartache, frustration (and desperation at times) of breakups, divorce & suicide.
It hit me that; Yes, I was once lost and because so during that journey it lead me to find myself, learn of myself, enjoy my own company & appreciate every moment of life. It hit me that I wrote a non-fictional story, I survived & I'm here sharing my life's experiences good & bad; with you (the world) because I want too and it helps me as it may for you..
It hit me.. I enjoy writing. It's what I do, It's who I am. It hit me; this is how I survive....... Neena44
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