As I sat on the sofa watching President Trump give his speech about coronavirus, I reflected on my life. The coronavirus had shaken the roots upon what my life stood on. From not being able to go outside to socially distancing myself from friends and school, the coronavirus had completely changed the way I was living my life. One of the most challenging things about this virus is how difficult it is to express yourself. Many people are solving this problem by posting stuff on facebook and twitter but, at least to me, I feel like social media sites are an inadequate way to express myself. They're just random blurts of words instead of complete whole thoughts so what's the point in that?
Some people might think that I'm being a little overdramatic about this whole situation but am I really? If you go on twitter or facebook, there's millions of people trying to express themselves and get some type of social contact because as humans living in 2020, we desire attention. Maya Angelou summed this up in a great way when she said, "There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." As such, for a long time, I have stored up many unsaid opinions and stories that are waiting to be shared. I have a reached a point in my life where I want to share these with the world and hopefully, some may take away lessons that I had to learn the hard way and just learn about how life progresses.
Because of this, I started this blog and here goes nothing...
Well said