I think about writing nearly every day but before I can finish typing a sentence my fingers tremble so badly I need to stop. It’s not that I don’t have anything to say, though sometimes that is the case. I think I have the opposite problem. My thoughts come too fast and disappear even faster. I wonder if it’s even worth trying to put my thoughts into words anymore. But the more I suppress my thoughts, the more they go ignored, the emptier I feel. It’s confusing because I feel empty yet I think I could explode at any moment. I don’t know why. Or maybe I do. Everything is flowing strangely. Time, words, thoughts. Flowing, overflowing, floating, untethered.

I haven’t written in almost a year. The hardest part is getting started, I suppose. So, this will be my first post. Hopefully, this short post will make me feel less invisible. I will try to write more. This is enough for today.