So for the past ten months or so I’ve been pretty adamantly ‘anti-blog’. There are two main reasons for this: (1) I generally don’t do something unless I’m pretty certain I can do it well, and (2) I generally don’t do something unless I can see that it has at least one very clear purpose, and it usually needs to be one that I believe in. Now I’m not necessarily affirming that these are good and healthy principles by which to live. But turns out I’m a lot less emotionally healthy than I ever thought I was.
So when it came to my blog, I concluded that since the people reading my blog were mostly people who I already had at least a semi-close relationship with, I should just tell them personally whatever heart felt blurb I was going to post on my blog. And if I wasn’t that close to whoever was reading my blog, well then they didn’t need to know my blurb in the first place. Then I thought that even if I ignored those two conclusions, I still didn’t believe in posting on my blog because my writing isn’t really that good. In other words, it isn’t worth sharing. This actually resulted in me not really writing anything at all for the past several months. I’ve been having a mini hate-party on my writing. Which essentially has been a hate party on my own thoughts. Not good.
Well, I guess you could say I’ve managed to climb over these obstacles. It’s been a slow climb. And I think I get confused and climb backwards sometimes. But for now I’m going up and forward and that means….I’m actually forming thoughts into words and writing them. Well, typing them rather. Three cheers for technology. And for this image.
