Why?

Growing up, I was infinitely curious about the world around me. I'd absorb everything and express my thoughts based on my observations through speech. I'd spit questions at family members, friends, cats, dogs, plants, and inanimate objects like Eminem in Rap God. I would ask why this, why that in an effort to make sense of what I was processing...until the day I was "asked", "do you ever SHUT UP?" with striking emphasis on the last two words of that question. My whole body felt it. The words cut so deep and started the process of shutting down cerebrally. I started to learn that I should stop questioning things, speaking up for myself, and being curious about the world around me. Essentially, stop asking: "Why?". From that one question, I learned that I talk too much. Therefore: I should stay quiet. Not speak up for myself. Not ask for things that I want. I stopped thinking for myself. I dropped the "Why?" for "ok".

I'm still working on determining the purpose of this blog. At the very least, I'd like to try to help people like they helped me - excavate my fossilized critical thinking skills and innate curiosity. To start thinking about the 5 W's of journalism: Who, What, When, Where, and Why? To think critically as opposed to recycling messages received through group think.

This post has been heavy, but I'm hoping to make anyone that resonates with my writing laugh as well. Just like Sour Patch Kids: "First they're sour, then they're sweet". (Oooof, boy is that a cringe worthy joke).