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.
February has been my usual England January – it’s been slow, tedious and I’ve honestly hated every minute of it. After the success of January and posting every single day about my travel experiences, I fell in love with the idea of travel writing, and knew from day one of being in Australia that I wanted my blog to grow as a travel website. February was all planned out; I had over 30 travel related blog posts either written or planned, but as soon as the month hit, I couldn’t bring myself to post anything about Australia. The passion became none existent and I struggled to write about anything other than lifestyle content. Considering the majority of my followers and traffic came when I began travel blogging in January, I believe you all deserve an explanation about what’s happening with this blog.
There are so many ideals and expectations portrayed by society and the media. We are always told that we should do this and we should do that; this is wrong and this is right, and in order to live life to the full, we must do things in certain ways. I’ve definitely been guilty of sucking up to things on social media platforms. I see quotes on a regular basis and blog posts telling us the ‘correct’ way to live our life, as well as explaining what’s expected from us when we hit our twenties and then slating people who have chosen to live their life the way they want to – it’s considered to be the selfish time of our lives. So I’m surrounded a lot by what I should and shouldn’t do – one of them being ‘settling down’.
I’m one of those people who gets overly excited when I’m invited out somewhere with friends or new people, soon to be followed by an instant rush of dread and panic when it all sinks in. To be honest, the thought of socialising and doing something with friends does genuinely make me happy, until I realise I’d much rather be spending the evening in; in front of a television and scrolling through social media. I wouldn’t consider myself as an anti-social person, maybe because I don’t want to be seen that way, but I genuinely prefer staying inside and doing something I enjoy over going out and drinking with people I don’t particularly care about.