searching for a rushmore

I watched something recently where a young lady was noted to use Tumblr to express herself almost like a dairy. Growing up in the age of social media, I’ve always sort of strayed away from that transparency. As I age, however, I find it harder to communicate with people around me because their perspectives with often good intentions can create challenging responses. At my age, I shouldn’t feel misunderstood or unaccepted. I should have outgrown that by now. Yet somehow, here I am considering the idea of using tumblr as an expression of both the frustrations and joys of my life as a way to relieve my constantly ticking mind.

And we shall retreat into our insecurities and behind our emotional walls. Because we don’t feel safe enough.