Struggle

Sometimes the things I want so desperately to write about I cannot. It is not because I have difficulty formulating the words or expressing thought. That part comes easily. I do, however, struggle with the content. Recently, I find myself wanting to record things closely entangled in my life. Though these experiences make excellent stories, I hesitate to share these events for fear of putting myself or others at risk. Words are immortal. You can wipe away their physical presence, but their meaning lives forever. It is a constant struggle deciding when to hold back, and when to let go.