When I started blogging I was extremely nervous and unsure of myself and my writing so I would only send my posts to close family and friends. For a while that’s all I would do then one day I stopped, this blog became like a personal diary for me and I didn’t want to share it with the people who knew me.
My blog isn’t linked in my Instagram bio, I don’t promote it on Facebook or post about it on Whatsapp and I do all this because I don’t want anyone to feel to obligated to read it and also I’m hypersensitive about my writing. I know I shouldn’t think like that but I do, I want people to read my blog out of genuineness so I’ve opted to blog secretly and whoever stumbles upon it then yaaay! It’s been about 6 months of secret blogging, I like it and my writing has improved so occasionally the thought has crossed my mind to let it be known that I do share my innermost thoughts on the worldwide web for strangers from all walks of life to read.
It’s still just a thought . . .
I can handle mean and uber-critical strangers (to some extent), their opinions don’t have any value at my brain bank because they don’t know me and I don’t know them, it is as simple as that. I don’t want to have to explain myself and blog to family, friends or acquaintance, I also don’t want to get shy and start censoring myself and my writing because I know people who know me are reading.
Blogging makes me feel good, I’m not uploading posts everyday and I’m barely consistent with the one post per week mantra I try to repeat every Sunday.
Eventually I will want to share this blog but I want to be more secure and ready when I do. . . At this moment in time I’m not ready.
BUTTTTTTTTTTT never say never is my outlook so maybe one day, it could be this year or the next I don’t know and I’m not rushing myself to know.
Have a good weekend everyone!