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The Future of the Blog

Right now, I'm pretty conflicted. When I started this blog, I started it as a journal of sorts, and to meet people out in the blogging community. I love being able to look back on my life and click on a date and see all the pictures and thoughts I had that day from anywhere. I love seeing the sweet comments from friends. I loved putting posts together on things that had just popped into my head and sharing those with the world, and seeing that sometimes I wasn't the only one. But most of all I started blogging because there have been moments when I was down and needed to hear something, and someone else would write something that really touched me and felt like it was for me, and I wanted to give that back. I wanted to be the one to touch others and let them know they're not the only ones.

As it's been evident lately, I haven't been posting as often or putting as much effort into my little blog. Whenever I upload all my pictures and think of all the things I still need to catch up on and post about, I feel dread. Not a sense of fun. When I do go through the effort of making a post, I feel like I'm cutting myself and others short by not pitting all the effort and excitement into like I used to. Most of that feeling comes from pressure from myself to capture and document everything, so I just half do posts so I can finish the next half done post. I want to go back and see everything, and it's not there. I also want everyone who does happen to follow along to be caught up.

I recently started just journaling for myself and it's been wonderful. I don't filter everything, I just let it all out. I don't spend time looking for the perfect picture from that day, or one I can pretend was from that day. I just write and document for later.

This is a really jumbled post. I guess I'm just wondering if anyone would care if I stopped blogging? At this moment, I don't have the energy and excitement to produce new posts about topics. But, I know that this is how some people keep caught up with what the heck I'm doing since I really only use Instagram frequently. If anyone does care, I'll keep posting every two weeks or so a little catch up post. If not, well, I'll probably leave the bloggersphere for awhile. Probably until I'm pregnant. Because that's what people seem to do. Haha! ;)

Comments

  1. Bailey KayApril 20, 2015 at 10:25 AM

    I would definitely miss your posts! I totally understand though, I haven't been doing much consistent blogging lately and it's kinda freeing.

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  2. SamaraApril 26, 2015 at 6:51 AM

    I like coming back to your blog to read through your posts, but if you were just blogging when something fun came up that you wanted to share, and not out of a sense of obligation, that would completely satisfy me :)

    If that's still not appealing, we do go to school together. I see you all the time. That also suffices.

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