Reflections
Reflection #1 — A Rant (B#1)
On this piece I felt like I could really write about it, since it's a really big part of my personality/character. I thought I was able to really connect to the piece and I think it turned out very good. It definitely was a lot longer than I thought it might be. When I was writing it, it really made me feel like "Should I be writing this?" because I'm not the most open about things unless a close friend asks me about something more personal like that. I think when writing this piece I was also able to put a lot of my emotions and feelings into it, and hence it turned out to be one of my favorite pieces.
Like I had explained in my introduction, the inspiration for this piece came from a recent event, which lead me to write the piece. I think one of the struggles with the piece was the beginning. At first I really contemplated on whether or not I should write a piece like thit since it was so personal, and I kind of have never written a piece of my journey to 'come out'. Another thing that had troubled me was the place where to start in the story I was telling. As you could see, I did write a big chunk of blue text. I had written those out of procrastination but I knew I had to get somewhere, and rambling about nothing would definitely not get me anywhere. However, I decided to keep the blue since I think it kind of added some character to my story I was telling. In my opinion, I thought that it also gave the reader some actual feeling of being nervous. It's very much like me to ramble and stray away from the topic on hand right before actually getting to the point, or even in between writing (as you could also see in the various comments I made in parenthesis).
At the end however, the piece came to be something I really am glad I had written. I think it had helped me get out a lot of emotions and a story that would not have been known had nothing been said. I also think it was something that not everyone is comfortable about writing, but the fact I that I did shows some courage and acceptance with myself. I never really mentioned my friend who I told I liked her just for identity purposes. But I think the fact that she was actually okay with letting me put it into my memoir was great. Like I said somewhere (I think) in the memoir, she was part of the reason for the writing of this memoir. I wouldn't have had an end to my memoir, or at least ended it as well as I think I ended it.
I was kind of shocked at the length of the memoir at the end actually, since I didn't think I wrote a lot, but I did.
In conclusion to this reflection, I think that if people need to be able to express themselves, I think that they should be able to, especially through writing. It's honestly a pretty strong medium to get something off your chest, and can inspire others to be more confident in themselves and their identity and who they are. (It was a really fun piece to write as well)