There’s a certain arrogance that comes with writing. You assume that what you have to write holds weight with people, that your opinions matter, that you yourself matter. When you write, you are committing your thoughts and feelings to an eternity and you dare think that they belong there.

But there’s also a sense of openness and bravery that you can’t find elsewhere. People write knowing that they are opening up their hearts and minds to the criticisms of the world. We write because we have this insane hope that what we’re saying means something, can change something. We write because we are compelled to share the barest truths in our lives.

We write because we have to, ignoring the judgements and fear.

And so dear readers, if you exist and if you’ll bear with me, it’s time to start writing again.