Everyone has a reason for what they do. Sometimes you are not sure what that reason is, and that’s perfectly okay. But deep inside, most people know why they choose to do one thing over the other, why they choose to be an artist over an engineer, or a botanist over a fashion designer. What’s the thing you want to do for the rest of your life? Something you can imagine yourself doing for years together and be happy about it. For me, it’s writing. And I have my reasons.
There’s this quote I read, and I don’t remember it word by word, but here’s my version and interpretation of it.:
Till the deer learns to speak up, every tale will glorify the lion.
If you’ve been a victim in some situation, you need to voice it out sometimes, because people will listen to what is being said and make their opinions based off it. If the person who did you wrong talks about what he did in a manner that makes him look good, and you just cower behind the wall, because of whatever reason you’re giving yourself, people will label you the villain even if you’re a victim. My way to speak, is writing. Don’t name people, don’t even name yourself (go anonymous), if necessary, but write through the pain, and make something beautiful out of it. And even if most of the times it’s in my journal where the prying eyes of people can’t reach, writing is therapeutic.
Another one of fuels for writing is proving people wrong, proving that I’m more worthy than they ever thought. Some people write for revenge, that’s not my case. I just want to write to prove to myself and other people, that I am deserving. Because if we’re being completely honest, being the social creatures we are, we need some kind of approval. Even if it’s only from yourself, it is in some way shaped by other people’s perception of you. Maybe you don’t, but I do.
Some people write from the frustration of a story not being told. Maybe your best friend told you a story about their cousin who lives across the country, and it’s something you enjoyed listening to. You could take that idea and turn it into a story that everyone can enjoy. This reason fuels my journal writing. Sometimes I am enjoying a moment with my friends, or my boyfriend, Ritwick, and I contemplate a way of putting that moment into words, so that I can write it down later and it is irrevocable preserved for the future. Maybe that’s a thing all writers do, or maybe I’m alone in this, I’m not sure yet.
I’m hoping that reading about the reasons that fuel my writing, you too felt an urge to get some things down on paper.
What are your writing fuels? Let me know in the comment section down below.