my insecurities on bearblog

i haven’t posted for a long time. i haven’t been truly happy for a long time. when i first joined i posted some of the corniest sh*t. i didn’t think of myself as a writer (and i still don’t). i would read other blogs and feel inspired by what they had to say and wonder why i couldn’t be write like that. i guess in hindsight it’s because i’m not them, i am my own person. the more i shared, the more i cringed at myself. was i giving too much of myself away? do other people think of me in the way i think of myself? i can guarantee nobody was thinking about me in a bad light, it was only me. maybe the insecurities i held were partly to do with the insecurities in myself. that corny post about my own life, it’s less about sharing it and more about being unhappy with myself. i went through a phase of hiding my posts and trying to begin anew but what does that fix? nothing. i’ve learnt a lot about attachment anxiety over the summer. i’ve been able to pinpoint where i’ve held others to higher…