A while back, more precisely 6 or 7 years ago I met a girl online. We were both sharing our art on a website where young artists could draw with the help of a program. I was so excited that I could share my drawings anonymously and also make some friends. You see, back then I was so shy… I couldn’t even show my drawings to anyone. But on that platform, I felt alive. People, just like me, logged in just to draw and to befriend others who shared the same passion.
Some months passed and one of my online friends introduced me to a girl. She lived in the same city as me, and her drawings were amazing. I thought why not befriend her. We hit it off instantly as we had a lot of things in common. One day she showed me her blog. Back then I had little knowledge of what a blog actually meant. I was so astonished that this shy girl, just like me, could create something so beautiful. She encouraged me to start a blog of my own and, at first, I was quite insecure because the big “What if?” came along. I was afraid and now thinking back on it I laugh because I can’t put my finger around it as to why exactly. After a lot of convincing I started my own blog on Blogger. She helped me with the design and content. The moment I hit post to my first story I felt something unimaginable. Soon, ai stopped. I guess it just wasn’t meant to be at that time.
Years passed and unfortunately I lost contact with that girl, but I will remain eternally grateful for everything that she’s done for me. She introduced me to this world of blogging and now I can’t imagine my life without it. Last year, I decided to make a new blog as my buried passion for writing resurfaced, and I do not regret my decision one bit. This is my world, my purpose … I can’t abandon it.