Thursday, August 16, 2012

Live YOUR Life.

I thought blogging was all a waste of time, not yours, but mine.  A waste of thoughts, a waste of resources and most importantly I was not good enough.  My life motto and blog title is to live life or die trying, but I am a big fake.  I have yet to follow or do anything about it.  Yes I have goals, yes I am following them, but what makes that living life. Nothing.  It just means I am going through the motions.

Today I joined a movement called Love Bomb for the first time. You can find more information here.  I thought it would be a good deed, something to make me happy within a few short minutes while helping someone else.  It turned into a feeling of sadness, sorrow, and of deep emotions.  I cried while reading the blog post about the receipients loss, about her recount of love, sadness and remembering the good.  I cried for my life, and I cried just to cry.  I couldn't believe one post would change me, but it did.

I started wondering: why was I waiting to start a blog?  Why was I going through the motions of my life but not truly living it?  So what if no one reads my blog, so what if it fails, because failure is better than never doing it.  I felt like I had been wasting MY time.  I AM good enough and can only get better from this point on.

So here I am pouring my soul out to whomever comes across this: please don't wait, don't wait because of failures inside your head.  Try and keep trying no matter what, because tomorrow may never come.


  1. I feel that I have been existing and not living. I feel like nobody would have such good memories about anything I did because I am so afraid to do anything good I dont do anything. I have a fear of failure, a fear of being made fun of. A fear of someone looking at me and thinking there is something wrong with that guy or that guy is stupid or that guy sucks. In reality that guy doesnt do anything more than exist. Not many people would remember me if I were to pass away. I have to do something to change that. I dont want to just exist.

  2. I am sorry if I made you feel anything bad. This was more of a recount of how touching one story was and how it changed my life. I hope you too find your story and your life.