Apparently you can undelete blogs. Who knew?
After what has been one of the most emotionally exhausting weeks of my life, I deleted my blog. I thought it would be a good idea, because blogs tend to get me into more trouble than they’re worth. So last night, after a truly agonizing day, I deleted my blog.
Today my emotions had no place to go except inside me, and I was pummeled by them. So I guess what I’m saying is that blogs are good things.
I don’t know what God’s plan for me is right now. I feel stagnant and the melancholy that usually only restricts itself to February has been hovering around me and keeping me from doing what I need to do. I’m struggling in school and in life and at work. I’m struggling with myself. Yes, world. Arianna gets insecure, too. Probably more than most people. I’m awkward and cowardly and so many other things.
I don’t mean to complain so much on this blog, just to get things off of my chest, but I won’t lie to you. Right now I’m struggling immensely.
That’s why this blog is alive again. Because it needs to be.