It's been a while since I last wrote. A lot have happend the last couple of weeks. Sickness. Christmas. Sickness. Work. Sickness again, and yeah, you get the pattern here. During Christmas break and countless hours of sickness in the house, I've managed to reflect upon what I'm actually doing with this blog. On that reflection journey I got to thinking, that I haven't really explained on here what the point of this blog is. What am I actually doing here? Especially after my recent post, I came to think of how I chose to use this platform to actually write about something quit private to me. I wrote my feelings down and I got so many great compliments, not only about the important arguments I made, but also, compliments about my writing. I felt so vulnerable, especcially since I shared the post on my private Facebook account. Before that, this blog was only known for people who don't know me, the people closest to me, and me. The thought of friends, family, and people from work finding out about this blog, got me in a twisted and toxic headspace. At the same time, I chose to share the last post with everyone (almost) that I know, because the urge of including my voice in a debate was more important to me, than listening to my insecurity. But is that what this blog is about?