حين أكتب والتمس شعوري يتساقط.. حسا يتلو الاخر... على ناصية موقع اجنبي يحفز البشر للالهام والشعور...
واشعر بروحي عارية لان الكلمات التي فيي لطالما كانت مكنونة في روحي تغطيها كاللباس الذي لا انتزعه
عفةً وقارا
ولكني احيانا احتاج ان اكتب واحتاج ان اخرج عن هدوئي لأعبر عما في داخلي - هكذا مرة كل فترة وفترة
لأوازن شيئا ما فيني
شعورا للتعبير او حاجة للانتماء لعالم الناطقين
المتفاعلين.. فطالما روضت نفسي ان احسن التصرف في ان اكون هادئة لا اظهر انفعالي ولا تفعالي بحدة واخبئ كثيرا مني حفاظا علي. اشعر بالغربة لاني اكتب ولكني الان اتحدى غربتي واكتب.. اكتب لنفسي عن نفسي خواطر؟ نصائح؟ تجارب؟ لا شيء محدد- فقط اكتب وماقد كتب .. قد كتب، شكرا للقراءة فقد بذلت جهدا في التعبير.. شكرا لسماع فقد قالوا كثيرا لي ان اشغالهم التي ستنقذ العالم اهم من عالمي
ولكن الى القراء
قراء عالمي - عشواءيوا الحضور
شكرا.
When I write... I sense my feelings falling down... A feels after another, on an edge of a site that inspires humans, to be inspired to be motivated, to feel...
It feels so revealing for me to express myself because I always have kept my words inside... Hidden in my soul covering me like a peice of clothing that I would never take off! Out of virture, integrity, and modesty. Never reveal. Conceal. Conceal.
However, sometimes I feel I need to write. I need to get out of quietness, to express what is inside me, one time, every once and a while...
To balance something in me.
A feeling to be express or a need to have or own a sense of belonging to this enormous talkative interactive global world, because in all my life, I've been teaching myself to stay quiet, stay well-behaved, don't you ever interact, do not show any feelings so I would hide me so well to keep me safe and secure from me from my own feelings and my own self-expression.

And I feel so foreign to write down feelings to be shared with others...
So, I'm challenging the feeling of foreignness and I write down, I write me down, I write for myself about myself and my need to express, and share it with this beautiful world...
I write down some reflections? Bits of advice? Personal experiences? Or unspecific pieces of 'words/ sentences/ writings'?
I just write, and what's written is just written so thank you, thank you for reading me...
I have always made efforts to make people listen to me, read me but they always explained to me how much their work -their world-saving jobs/ work- is so much more important than listening to my own world...
But to the readers who are reading me now, reading about my world my expression of self.
To the random coming readers of my world, THANK YOU.
Thank you for reading... Just spending the time to read my posts means a lot to me so thank you...
Thank you We'Heart'It site for allowing the users of this site to write down and express, and inspire others to feel!
Thank you!

Header Cover Image is taken from:
http://nextluxury.com/mens-style-and-fashion/dark-circles-under-eyes-for-men/
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Chose A photo of eyes, for the header because eyes are the best-known source for best self-expression in human interactions... Eyes are better than words in self-expression so I thought it would be a good representation of my topic.