My Perfectly Flawed Life

So, in an introduction I am expected to introduce myself and the reason behind why I chose to create this blog right? 

Well, my name is Kieran, and I feel like I'm doing nothing useful with my life, so I thought why not create a blog to discuss my experiences, my thoughts and just let it be a place for me to rant about things and give you an insight into my perfectly flawed life. 

I want to share with you my good moments, my bad moments, my opinions and my advice, in hope that somebody who is in need, stumbles across this and realises they are not alone. In hope that by sharing my experiences, my struggles and my journey, it will help somebody, who isn't quite there yet, realise that there is more to what you’re feeling, there is something so perfect within your imperfections, it is all about the perspective. 

I have considered writing a blog for some time now, probably since around 2017. I wanted to have a platform where I could share how I was feeling, yet, I somehow thought this would be no use, I am better off writing diaries in my notes. Yet, throughout the last two years, I have experienced things, overcome things and grown both mentally and spiritually. That is when the idea of a blog developed more seriously. I figured that I finally had the experiences and lessons to share, and to write about in more meaningful ways, ways that were beyond the little notes in my phone. Ways that were able to help other people whilst telling my story at the same time. 

It's time to take out my thoughts from my back pocket, and give them to the world.

So, here goes nothing. Thank you for making it this far. 


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