Hi, you don’t know me, but I know the author of this blog. She’s my new friend Nika, and somehow she let me use her platform for me to share my own. And I’m so grateful because as creative writing people, we have to share our stories and inspire others to do the same. But anyway, hi, I’m Danielle (or Dani, for short) and I’m a “writer”/blogger/creative person. I put “writer” in quotes because to tell you the truth, I don’t even know if that’s what I am anymore. My job description has changed so many times throughout the years. Student, Salesperson, Assistant, Intern, College Graduate.
Writing was supposed to be my form of escape, my way of trying to decipher what is going on in my own head. But that all changed when I turned 24, just last year in March.
Back then, I’d thought I’d had it all figured out. I’d graduate from college, get a job with a publishing or marketing firm, and live my dream, or what I’d thought was my dream. It was a dream, and in some ways, it still is. But real life, and family struggles got in the way, and made me rethink of if I even want to be a writer anymore. Writing in general isnt looked down on; it’s everywhere in music, movies, TV shows, the Internet. But it doesn’t pay many bills, at least not in the usual way. “When are you going to get a real job?” is the question many people ask me, and for years I thought I knew the answer. But now I don’t, not really.
I stopped writing real stories (well, stories on Twilight Fanfiction) because I grew afraid. Afraid of myself and what I’d become, isolated and anxiety-ridden about everything. Afraid of not being perfect, or the perfect version of myself that I was giving to other people. I went from writing 2-3 times a week, to once, to hardly at all. I did write with a few blogs – I still do – but even that is rare because I can only give a part of myself for so many spaces. Especially if those spaces aren’t mine to begin with.
The last writing experience I’d had this past year was possibly the hardest time of my life. I thought that writing with this one website would set me off to have an amazing career; I’d looked up to the people who ran the website like they were my lifeline. We’d become more than colleagues, we’d become friends! I didn’t think it would get any better than this. Until it all went away. And now, I’m here wondering where to go next.
I’ve been running from myself, from my craft, for awhile now, and I don’t want to anymore. I want people to see my art, but I want to see myself again. I want to move forward to discover a new part of myself while staying true to my first love of writing.
Thank you so much to Nika for letting me be apart of her blogging journey. Follow me on @poetrybooksya on most social media platforms, and let’s discuss.
Life is strange, definitely has to be the story of my life. If y’all have been following me then you know I was “separated” from my husband. We were working on building a friendship. We still spoke daily and we vented to each other about everything that was happening in our lives and relationships. Well I am sad to say that he passed away. On April 23 I got a phone call no one was expecting, especially me. It had come time to make a decision and that was to take him off of life support. This was one of the hardest things that I had to do. At the end of the day he was my bestfriend and it’s hard to cut someone out of your life that you spent years with especially when things were going so well with us trying to be friends.
For the last couple of weeks I haven’t figured out how I should feel or if I am even dealing with the death of my husband appropriately. I haven’t even figured out what I should call him. Do I even tell people that I was married and my husband died, because I am only 33 and being a widow at my age sounds so harsh and complicated but that is what I am. I can say my late husband taught me a lot. The last lesson I got from him was that don’t spend your life in a situation that’s not good for you because it will take the life right out of you.
For him, I will live my life and spend every moment that I have in happiness because at the end of the day that’s what we both wanted for each other.
Talking about sexuality has always been taboo for women. If you sleep with too many people you’re a whore, if you haven’t slept with enough you’re inexperienced and no one wants to have to “teach” a person how to have sex. My sexuality is my business but what people need to understand is that everyone’s bodies are different. There is a learning curve to every one that you decide to lay with. You can’t go into the next relationship thinking that you can satisfy every person the same because you can’t.
It’s a lot of things that are enjoyable to me in the bedroom and I was definitely afraid to admit this to the people that I was intimate with without of fear of being judged. Now that I am discovering who I am; making sure that I am vocal in what I require sexually has been very important to me. I am also exploring my kinks. I have a lot of them and now I want to act them out. When you’re with one person for so long you lose yourself, especially if you never found yourself. Well I am taking this time to get to know me intimately, spiritually, emotionally, and physically.
I have decided that I am taking charge of my life and I am living life with no regrets. Living a life where I can be happy is truly important and learning what makes me happy in and out of the bedroom is a big part of that. I challenge everyone to talk to the person you’re intimate with and put it on the table. What you like and what you don’t like especially before you get married. Don’t live a life without satisfaction, it’s no fun.
One day I read a quote and it said, “Don’t pray for patience because god will put you in situations where you have to be patient.” I didn’t know what that meant until last year I decided to participate in “One Little Word” and I picked GROWTH and boy was I put in situations where I had to grow. Being placed in these situations allowed me to discover who I am as a person and as a woman. See when you’re in a relationship you can lose sight of who you are as an individual, what makes it even harder is when you never got the chance to find out who you were before you became a couple. Some people subscribe to the belief that a couple should grow together and for me that means they should be growing as a couple. When you’re in a relationship you should have semblance of who you are as a person and where you want to be in the future.
My growth was stunted when I was 7. I won’t go into the gritty details at this moment but know that I sought help to come to this conclusion. When I was told this it made things more clear. What happened to me caused me to no longer have the ability to experiment with who I was, what I wanted to be, and how to develop the woman I was destined to be; because at 7 I essentially became a woman. Now for the first time I am actually coming to peace with all of hurt and pain that I have been through. Learning who I am, what I like, what I don’t like, what I want to do, what I don’t want to do, and what my limits are. Pushing my boundaries and stepping outside of my comfort zone are things that I have accomplished regularly and I am not stopping.