Hmmmm I am not sure how to answer those questions.
Maybe it’s because I don’t want my family and friends to know how bad I feel most days, that I’m trying to protect them.
Maybe it’s that I don’t feel the need to get my feelings down on paper as much as I did.
Maybe it is that I don’t want people know how messed up I still am, not messed up but heartbroken.
Maybe I just don’t want to admit my own feelings to myself, let alone the world of the Internet.
Maybe it’s that I just don’t know what to write, that I’m not inspired at the moment, just a case of writers block.
Maybe it’s a case of never having enough time to even think, let alone write it down.
Maybe it’s because I’m sick of hurting so much walls have been built up again and this time I won’t let anyone but the only one knock it down again.