We are different. You and I. We live in different parts of the world. Probably. We think differently, we act differently, we’ve lost different things, and, most certainly, we want different things. We feel lonely at different hours of the night. We see the world differently, we have certain perspectives, ideals, and principles. We believe in different things. But the biggest difference is that my struggles are mine alone. So are yours.
I’ve come to the conclusion that fear can be defeated. Never destroyed, but defeated, time and time again. A never ending battle. I’ve come to the conclusion that I am in charge of my own destiny, that I can forge my own legacy.
Simply put, I write. And my words find their way to people from all over this world. Maybe it all means something to some of them, maybe it doesn’t. But that’s not why I write.
I write because it makes me happy. Big, big word that one. But it makes me happy. Writing has been the only true constant in my life. As long as I choose to write, no one can take it from me. There’s nothing the outside world can threaten me with, there’s nothing you or anyone else can give me or take from me that will change my desire write.
For I, and I alone, can write my stories. No one’s going to write them for me. No one’s going to go down this path for me. And, truth be told, no one told me to choose this path either.
It’s all me. It’s my decision, as it’s my struggle.
But it does happen sometimes. Fear.
Some mornings find me afraid of what’s going to happen. The lazy hours of the night don’t find me writing; they find me walking around the house, trying to figure out how to pay bills, how to buy food, and all the other stuff people think about from time to time.
I find myself in a dark place, and I see no way out of it.
Truth be told, it’s frustrating. Because it feels like the whole universe is conspiring against me. But, like I previously stated, I chose to walk down this path.
We are different. You and I. We’ve never met, and odds are that we’ll never actually meet. But you’ve read some of my words. Maybe they’ve meant something to you. Maybe they didn’t. But if they did mean something to you, and you’re capable of doing so, please consider leaving a small donation to my campaign here.
It would be selfish of me to ask any single person to carry the whole burden, that’s why I’m asking for small donations. Just a little bit of help. One dollar, it does help me immensely.
Also, for anyone who’s willing to contribute more, there’s a special offer. There are 5 spots for anyone who contributes a minimum of $100: besides any perks you might select from the campaign, you’ll also have one of your blog posts rebbloged on this blog. That’s a lot of exposure. A lot.
So, if you want to help make it happen for Cristian Mihai, you can do so here.