Occasionally, when talking to certain insightful others, a light-bulb goes on. Rare moments for me, but I had one yesterday.

I realised that the angst I have against the world (in general and in particular) is mostly from a belief that no-one is really interested in hearing MY story. Wherever I go, I feel that a significant part of me has to be laid aside, because of a deep-seated belief I hold that whoever I am with will only understand experiences we have in common.

Perhaps that’s why I started this blog. Not because of an altruistic drive to help others… but, purely selfishly, so I could tell my story.

So, how important is it to tell one’s story? And what do YOU do to let your story be told?


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