Woah. I just realized that it has been over 2 weeks since I last stopped by my little corner of the blogiverse.
And while most of my absence can be chalked up to lots of homework, many adventures, and tons of laughing, there’s also something more. I’ve been struggling lately with the pros and cons of blogging.
You see I used to be able to come here to share and vent with a group of anonymous friends who were able to help me in a way that I never expected; there is something truly remarkable about the sense of community you can develop from blogging. I never felt judged or belittled by what I shared, but rather comfortable and at ease. And it helped me a lot; to be able to just “dump” all I was feeling and experiencing in one place. The support that came with my “dumpage” was just an added bonus.
However, over the past six months as my blog has become more public to those around me—my real life friends and family—I’ve found myself second-guessing a lot of what I’ve shared. Is it too far? Did the wrong person see it?
And I hate it. I don’t want to censor my life to those here who have been such an anchor during this huge transition in my life. That’s not why I started blogging—I started this blog as a way to document my life honestly, like a journal so that one day I could look back and remember all of the ups and downs I’ve had in life.
But somewhere something got all screwy.
For the first time, I’m choosing to not post things—something I never thought I would ever do.
So I’m left here at a crossroad and I’m not sure where I’m headed next. Six months ago I would have been extremely stressed by this crossroads, this change. But something’s happened and it kind of excites me.
What should I do? Start a new blog and leave this one behind? Make this blog private and accept reader requests? Or leave blogging behind in turn for journaling?
The decision is all mine (though I wouldn’t mind some bloggie-friend-opinions) and I’m thrilled at where this crossroads will lead.