Finding my Pressure Valve

Writing is my pressure valve. But lately, every time I post on LinkedIn, I feel the walls closing in.

I know people at work also read my posts. And suddenly everything I write feels like a “commentary on work.” Even when it isn’t. Also giving people an opportunity to judge you 😄

Even when the idea came from a book, a stranger, a memory, or a moment of silence in my kitchen. Someone could find a link to work.

The problem is that the minute we become conscious of who’s watching… the words stop flowing. And for me not being able to write feels suffocating. A sense of helplessness.

I tell myself, “Just write and don’t post. But writing is meant to be shared. Our experiences aren’t as unique as we think and someone out there always feels the same. Maybe at the same moment.

Yet platforms like LinkedIn reward a different kind of writing. Short. Punchy. Safe.

Promotional over personal… Advice over honesty… Confidence over confusion.

Sometimes it feels like the message is clear. Try to be less human and be more like a bot without much feelings. Be a human bot…

Maybe that’s where we’re heading . But I’m not ready to give up on writing that breathes. Not yet… I need words to breathe.

Today I wrote something and decided not to post it. I don’t know why. Maybe I thought it will be taken out of context.

I will post it sometime in the future. If that day comes.