I’ve been trying to find the words of my thoughts a lot. Writing is hard. Sharing what I had written is even harder.
I don’t know exactly since when I had those feelings but I’m usually afraid of sharing what I actually wrote. I am not sure if my thoughts were “right”.
Especially when I write in English, which is not my native language, I’m afraid that my English is not good enough to express to my readers what I truly meant. If you are good at English, then it would be easy for you to spot of the lack of my vocabularies, maybe you could realize at some point, I have misused something along the article.
Getting clear is always one of my goals in life. Even if I speak and write in my native language, I understand that it’s not 100% of people who listen to or read my stuff would get what I truly meant. Living the life trying to get all people understand what you actually meant is miserable but somehow that life is worth living to me. That is the reason why I often feel bad about writing and sharing my writings in English. But, on the other hand, I always try to get better at it, at getting clear of what I truly meant in English.
Communication is the key, the very first step of any steps to make sure we are good at so we could make this world a better place to live.
Well, I often realize that it’s not only my problem. It’s the problem of many people. Some even don’t realize that they have the problem.
Many of times, realizing that we all have the same problem is not a good reason enough to encourage me to write and share.
Hopefully, this one is not one of them.
Hopefully, when I finished writing this I would have enough courage to publish it, press share and let it be.
To another year to live, to fail and get better. Thank you for reading!