Shrinking Violets

Every time I feel like sharing something, I open my blog, start writing, half way through I lose interest or enthusiasm. Some of us always have trouble expressing ourselves, the extra push is always required.

I always make a mental note that I have to get in touch with this person, that aunt, that third cousin's fifth sister who helped me but I never do it. I take the phone, go to the contacts and then quit it!!!! Well may be I could mail them...Aarrrggghhhh tomorrow may be.. Tomorrow never comes!!!

Well, its not just about connecting with people, sometimes I find it difficult to express myself, to open up, to talk my heart out. Every time some one gets to make me talk, it's out of that extra effort. Some of us just keep piling things in our heart, anger, love, fear and don't express it. All that I don't understand is why are we afraid to express ourselves??? When I express myself to someone to whom I haven't to in the past, its like ripping my soul when I am done with it. And  there is a guilt as if the whole episode was a blunder.

But being inexpressive changes the emotions altogether sooner or later. The emotions come and they die off before they can be let out, time flies by, the world thinks you are done with it but deep down only you know it lives... Hmm so I guess it's always better to take that little effort from our side and break the ice.

Right, so I am just going to pick up my phone and talk.. or wait may be it's not the right time???!!!! Is it the lethargy of the body or the heart???