Walking Mends My Mind

Welcome to Blog Fae The Bog: Getting the Sh*t Oot Ma Head

Welcome to the very first installment of Blog Fae The Bog. I’m Gaz—an amateur writer, keen poet, habitual journaler, and a general scribbler of “any old shite” that happens to spring to mind.

If you’re looking for a mix of random topics, honest discussion, and the occasional pointless ramble, you’ve come to the right place.

The Secret Life of a Scribbler

For decades, I never called myself a writer or a poet. I just spent my life scribbling. In today’s world, people call it “journaling.” In my world, I just call it getting the shit oot ma head.

My writing has spanned years, hidden away on scraps of paper tucked into every corner—poems, thoughts, and random musings. For a long time, they stayed hidden. Why? Honestly, I was terrified. I was scared of being judged. These were my private feelings; why would I want to share them?

I used to ask myself: Who would want to read my shite anyway?

Breaking the Silence

I wrote to process my worries and thoughts. Usually, those worries materialised into a poem or a quote, but I never intended for anyone to read them. I was a “miserable block,” stopping my own passion from flowing and keeping the real me hidden from the people who thought they knew me.

But I’ve learned something over time: bottling things up doesn’t work.

I’ve decided to let it flow, embrace the creativity, and share my views with the world. Nowadays, I don’t care if people like my work. Not in the slightest.

Why? Because I write for me. I write for my mental health, to relieve my mind of the burden of life’s woes, and for the greater good of my own sanity.

A Message to the Secret Writers

For anyone sitting on a pile of hidden scraps—scared to get that work out there—please don’t be.

* Will there be criticism? Probably.

* Will some people dislike the work? Maybe.

* Does it matter? Not at all. That is their concern, not yours.

There are so many platforms today where work can be showcased among like-minded people without fear. There is no need to worry about what others think. Believe in yourself, believe in the talent, and just go with the flow.

If the content here isn’t a good fit, there is no obligation to read it. But for those along for the ride, welcome aboard.

Happy writing,

Gaz