I’ve started and abandoned many blogs over the years, scaling back to when I was 13, in the form of a cringe-worthy written diary! I really do hope I burnt all of those diaries!
Fast forward to the present, and I’m much happier blogging, because I have a reason to do it. I blog to keep track of my life. I’m the type of person to bottle up all emotion, wearing a mask of happiness, until I explode and I can take no more. There have been a fair few of those occasions, and each one will haunt me forever.
Blogging is a way for me to ensure I am not hiding from my problems and my self. I have no idea who reads my blog, if anyone. I wouldn’t say I cared, either. It is nice to know though, that if I write a blog post about how utterly rubbish I feel, someone will be able to relate. Hopefully that will make that person not feel so alone. I know I’ve felt comforted by reading other people’s blogs, and realising that no matter what mess is going on in my head, someone out there is probably having a bad day, too.
So, to conclude, I blog for myself, and I blog for the online community.
Thank you, to anyone who has read this.