First Time Blogger

Since my mind tends to be full of thoughts most of the time anyway, I thought I would start a blog as a means to get my thoughts down and help me sort through what I'm thinking. Not to say that I won't use this blog to keep friends informed of my oh-so-exciting life, but it will probably be mostly used for wondering and venting. After all, blogging combines two very important things in my life: communication and writing. Hopefully anybody reading this will not get too bored with my ramblings, I just usually have a lot to say and needed somewhere to put it.

That being said, I have found writing to be quite cathartic and maybe it will help me sleep a little better if I feel like I got some things off my chest. No better place to start than the present, so here's where I am right now. I'm single, work full-time for a non-profit organization by day, and go to graduate school at night. I'm a communication student, and I love to analyze people and their interactions with each other. Interpersonal communication is fascinating to me and I am constantly overanalyzing why people say what they do in the way that they do. I am not a perfect communicator, far from it, but at least my studies have helped me to realize what I'm doing in my everyday communication, even if it hasn't changed much.

I was always the child that wanted to know why. Why can't I go out? Why are you mad at me? Why is the sky blue? I was the inquisitive child that most people didn't have an answer for. It has impacted my personal, professional, and romantic relationships. On a personal level, my family has a hard time communicating effectively with one another, which drives me crazy most of the time, but I have learned to let it go and not to "coach" them. (Can't exactly help the unwilling.) On a professional level, it is not uncommon for me to go to my boss to "check in." I want to know on a regular basis that I am doing the job that she expects of me and that she is happy with my job performance. It is important to me that communication lines remain open. In a romantic context, it has strained some of my relationships. Many of the guys I've dated were not as open as I am and I have had a hard time giving them "space" to think, particularly during arguments. If I feel like something is off or somebody is mad, upset, oddly happy, I generally want to talk about it. Right then. Until I'm satisfied with the information I have about the subject. I do realize that not everybody prefers this and confess to being a work in progress on the issue.

So, that is a part of me, in a nutshell, and enough blogging for the moment. Thank you for taking the time to read this, if anyone did. Believe it or not, rambling about myself is also kind of therapeutic because to know who you are, you have to take a long, hard look at yourself. More to come in the future.