My motives are mixed but there is a heavy dollop of showing off in several, and I tend to approve my own use of language. More people tell me that they enjoy it than otherwise, but that’s obviously a very dodgy criterion to judge it by.
Mainly I write to help clarify my thinking which tends to sprawl and luxuriate and defy efforts to bring critique or discipline to bear. But by reading over what I’ve written I can figure out undercurrents and unattended preoccupations, concerns, contradictions and conflicts, and act on the awareness thus brought to attention.
I am a very visual person (an over dominant left cortex) and a poor listener. I try to improve my listening by translating what I hear into a string of words that I can visualise at the top of my visual field, and thus ‘read’ like a teleprinter. It sometimes works well, and I use it in critical conversations with my OH and my children.
Trying to listen and respond to questions has always caused me anxiety, and I often misrepresent to my true feelings if required to do so under pressure. I generally avoid telephone conversations. Email and such social platforms/developments have been a help to me in widening my interests and my circle of friends.