anxiety

what an odd note to start this blog off on. but let me explain before delving into this project.

my name is ******** ******. the reason why i have it starred out is because this blog isn’t for me to get recognition or to start a revolution – it’s for me to be healthy, for my thoughts to stop barraging the walls of my head. the superficial characteristics of my identity aren’t important. i am me, i am you, i am we.

in order to better understand my posts and thoughts, here are some basic facts. i am a college student who goes to school in texas. i am a minority – nonwhite, nonChristian, gay. i am lost in all of my labels.

it gives me anxiety to write this post now, knowing it’ll soon be in the clutches of society and the technological mindfuck that is the internet. but it gives me a sense of levitation, as it makes me feel as if i am floating outside of my body, looking down at the processes of my life.

i also can’t be bothered by punctuation and grammar. this is my space, bitch. but if you’re reading this, you’re a good bitch – thank you for reading on and being at least a little interested in what i have to say. i’m not necessarily here to push an agenda – but i do want people to know that there are other people in the world. people who are different from them but are still people who deserve love, respect, and friendship despite how different they may be.

my heart is racing. i think i’m done writing for the night. welcome, ladies and gentlemen to the musings from the underground.