Is blogging the new therapy?
Someone mentioned that recently and I must say a part of me agreed in part only because i had an experience this week that really helped processes i was going through.
After an embarassingly over-share (TMI TMI), of all these emotions twirling inside of me , in the blog world this week i felt that i had completely exposed that self of me that only i get to see late at night.
I felt naked, my mask removed, exposed. Not like a brave soldier at all. I felt vulnerable.
and yet i felt so free after blogging about the things that were worrying me.
It was like by exposing the pain to the light that it was healed. that writing about it had freed me from it. writing continues to be such a healer for me.
but what was it about baring my soul on a blog and not just in a journal that helped me? what is it about real-life therapy sessions that help so much….? Ultimately i think it is because the person in perceived pain has someone to listen to them.
that someone had taken the time to actually let them tell their story…and had listened. studying psychology one of the focal things is that of listening. we seldom get a chance to be heard in life, where we are all so busy.
yet here, in blogland, with people i have yet to meet, i found a group who listeed to my dramatic achy heart this week. not only listened but gave me a hand-up …and for that i am so very grateful.
thank you. they say a trouble shared is a trouble halved and it felt like that this week. it took my healing via my tool of writing to a deeper level. i exhaled. i felt better. i thank you