I guess I should start this off with saying – hello strangers! It feels like forever since I sat down and genuinely enjoyed writing a blog post; hence the mini hiatus recently. I became quite worried that I was soon to slip in to my old ways of blogging for two months and packing it all in when things got tough, so taking time out to reflect on the ‘important’ things seemed like the appropriate action to take. I basically wanted time to take the pressure of working with a schedule and I thought it would also be a good opportunity to reflect on what I really want out of this blogging thing – cos reflecting is something I’ve really embraced this year so far…
I find it incredibly difficult to switch off from the real world and on social media; when I do my head is still weighed down by pointless shit that happened 10 years ago, such as my favourite bike being stolen when I was little. Recently my head has been all over the place and I’ve been in need of chill time for quite sometime now. I knew exactly where I was going wrong; life does can become difficult and we can let it all get on top of us, eventually becoming too much. But it can take a while to come to the realisation that the person who was causing this stress, was me.
The thought of stepping out of my comfort zone genuinely used to terrify me – it still does sometimes. I don’t know if it’s the fear of being judged, the inability to push my limits or because I’m the kind of person who heavily relies on the comfort of other people. But throughout my life, I’ve had an ongoing battle with my own little comfort bubble and unwillingly having to burst it when really necessary. I recently wrote a post about why it’s okay to take your time when it comes to pushing your limits – and it’s something I still standby to a certain point.
I’ve recently become pretty lost in blogging. After a few successful posts, I’ve struggled to keep away from the numbers game and I’ve discovered that I’m beginning to care too much about what generates the most traffic. As a result, I just haven’t been passion about anything I publish, I have no idea what direction I want to take this blog in, and I’ve been struggling to find the creative spark I once had a few weeks ago. It happens every time I make a blogging comeback – that just speaks for itself. I become too disheartened when a good streak ends, meaning I pack it all in together, and then it happens all over again.
Like for like! RT for RT! Follow me and I’ll follow back! Rate me and I’ll rate you back! Social media has always been plagued with these people. I remember the days on Facebook when people from school you’ve never even spoken to before would ask you to comment on their profile image for them to return the favour on yours, or when Twitter came along and we had to gain followers by asking for a follow in return. It was pretty innocent back then, I think it was anyway, but those days were in High School, we didn’t really know what we were doing and gaining likes on a status were more important than our year nine SAT results. At the age of twenty two, I’m honestly quite surprised that these kinda games still exist, only this time these methods are used without shouting on a roof top and the other person gains nothing in return other than an unfollow the following day.