If you’re wondering who I am. If you’re curious to know my mind’s inner thoughts and feelings I can give no better example than the words I write on my poetry blog: “Annie and Grandpa’s Poets”.
I’ve been blogging (first on blogger then on Wordpress) since I was in high school. During a period of isolation in my life, I found a community and an outlet for expression in the annonimity of the online world. Before social media was a thing and all we had was MySpace, YouTube, and Facebook; digital platforms like Google Blogger and Wordpress housed my journals for me. For that, I, and my young adolescent self, am ever grateful.
I have since not kept up with my Blogger accounts, though they still exist, a living monument the the high school girl who didn’t know how to cope. And, can still be accessed by the public if you search hard enough through the ethers of the World Wide Web.
The poems you find on Wordpress I have kept up with. The account, founded when my grandfather passed away, are an unfiltered (as much as that’s possible) reality of what it is like to be me. They chronicle my drug addiction, eating disorders, self-harm issues, depression, coping with social anxiety, and experiences with lust/love/happiness/faith/ and loss.
They continue to the present-day as poetic inspiration strikes.
Forever proud, am I, of this account and these poems which express the true events of my life ever so unflinchingly. In all the ways that I have always been afraid to express verbally this digital Anna boldly proclaims.