Why This life is your only chance at reality

An aunt asked me yesterday why I write things about my personal life and I was about to get defensive and end the conversation but I thought about it carefully.  This life is your only chance at reality and an existence therein; your experience is unique; your reality is different from the other 7 billion humans and over a trillion lives of species unbeknownst to us.

You are unique with a one in a lifetime perspective. You might be rich enough to hire a biographer who trails you for years taking notes of the business deals and failures but that’s their perspective of your life. They can’t live in the moments you felt depressed and anxious; they only see it but never feel your reality.
We owe the world our unique perspective and opinions. I read a work by a slave in his own words; the pages barely made up a score but that was his unique perspective in a not so impressive language but all the same unique account as lived by the teller. You see; Mark Twain could have written a better and more voluminous work on the life and times of that slave but that wouldn’t give the feel of the person who lived their own reality. Mark Twain wouldn’t know the emotions that simmer in the heart of a man shackled by the ankles with an infected sore.
If we don’t give our individual accounts; how will the world know what’s going on inside our minds; the ideas, emotions, moments of rage, and the calm as though of a lily upon the still waters. Your life is unique and important perspective that ought to be told by you.
I had to look at a butterfly again; a tad too eager to feel what Virginia Woolf felt when she eked out the very feelings that words can’t describe from the predicament of a trapped moth.
Nobody else in the world felt what she felt and still she didn’t get to the reality of the moth because that poor creature can’t describe the pain and anguish to be trapped in a window frame despite the depth of the morning sky and the romantic allure of the steamer out at sea.
Never neglect to pen down every thought and moment of your life because only you can tell your story and feelings.
You came into this world; you see a unique reality and challenging situations; you may or may not conquer every challenge but you sure can write about it.
The failures; the pain; the feelings of despair as juxtaposed with happy times; a summer’s ray inviting as it may. Love and the pleasures of it that no one else can tell but you.
It’s your life with your very treasured unique experience; tell it.