Tag: Part of Me

I Didn’t Write for Almost a Month, This Is How I Felt

I adore writing and I have ever since I was a little girl. I was unstoppable with pen and paper. There has hardly been a time in my life when I didn’t write. As a child, I used to create books on my own for fun using construction paper. I would come up with stories and images for my books.

When I got into high school and college, my friends would complain about having to write a paper, but I loved it because I loved to write, and I didn’t care what it was about. I just loved to create art with words.

My Blog

A few years ago, I started a blog to continue my love of writing. I have taken a break here and there and I have also done writing on my own that was meant for just me and not to be shared. My most recent break was just within this last month; I didn’t write at all. I felt so many emotions.

Writing is a part of my soul and I feel lost without it. Sometimes I may not have the mental energy to produce any content, but for the most part, being able to write releases so many emotions within me, it clears my mind and makes me feel more at peace.

Hiatus

During my break, I noticed that I was feeling more emotional. I was also feeling more depressed, and anxious, and I felt very unsettled. I felt this sort of restless energy that wouldn’t go away. I could chalk these feelings up to my current life circumstances, but I think that some of it also has to do with not having an outlet to let my thoughts go. Sure, talking to loved ones helps a lot, but writing helps on a very different level.

Writing is truly therapeutic, and it makes me feel lighter. Of course, when one doesn’t have much mental energy left, it can be very difficult, but overall, writing is like lifting a weight off of my chest. It is just a beautiful process, and it is amazing what one can come up with as they pour out words from their mind and heart.

One thing is for certain, when you remove something that you love and you miss it with your whole heart, you know that you have found something that is part of you! I need to write, I long to write, I am not myself when I am not writing.

This beautiful form of expression holds so much value in my life, it has been ingrained in me since I was a little girl. Breaks are absolutely necessary now and then and so is getting back to something that sets your heart and soul on fire!

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A Face Full of Makeup

Growing up, I was a mix of a girly girl and a tomboy. I loved playing with Barbie with my sister and just had a love of all baby dolls and stuffed animals. I remember having scented nail polish and nail art stickers.

On the flip side, I also really enjoyed sports and I wasn’t afraid to get my hands dirty. I enjoyed playing in the dirt and being at one with the Earth. I enjoyed the best of both worlds.

Lucky 13

I was 13 years old when my mom took me to get my ears pierced at the mall for my birthday. It was such a memorable experience and one that I will never forget. I remember eating food at the food court in the mall, getting Mrs. Field’s cookies, and then heading over to Claire’s to get my ears pierced. I was so excited!

Not only did I get my ears pierced at 13, but I was also allowed to start wearing a little bit of makeup. My mother only let me wear eyeliner to start until I was much older but being able to wear it made me so happy.

Time Flies

Fast forward to today and here I am in my late 30s. Makeup has become a part of me. Even after all of these years, it makes me happy. Honestly now, to me putting it on is like putting on clothes for the day, it is just natural and a routine. I wear makeup every time I leave the house.

To me, makeup is an art and something that relaxes me. I really enjoy putting it on. I like to do up my whole face from foundation and eyeliner to mascara. My makeup is always noticeable, but on the natural side, I don’t use many colors or eccentric styles.

Interesting Comments

Over the years I have gotten some interesting comments from others. Some people have told me that the fact that I wear makeup means that I am not okay in my own skin, that I am not real, they say that I am afraid to be myself and that I must be using it as a mask or a shield…like some sort of protection.

I am not one to judge, I know that people are who they are for a reason and that many different types of life walk this Earth. I understand where people may be coming from when they make comments like this to me, but to me, makeup is a part of me. It has been a part of me since I turned 13.

Expression

To me, makeup is a form of expression. It is an art. Some people like to express themselves with a certain style of clothing, piercings, tattoos, or hairstyles. These all make up our outward appearance, however, it does not change who the person is on the inside.

We all have an image that we like to portray to the outside world. A little glimpse of who we are can be found in what we like and what we wear, however, the person that is underneath it all is the core of who we are. No amount of makeup will change that in my opinion.

One Common Phrase

This takes me to a common phrase “don’t judge a book by its cover.” We all like different things and we express ourselves in different ways.

Maybe to some, my face full of makeup is a mask, but to me…well…I’m just me!