Blogging. I have been at it for over 6 years now, actively, that is. And if I count the first few sporadic posts then for about 8 years now. It’s a long time, isn’t it? All throughout this spell of 8 years, I have felt very passionate about blogging. The excitement never died down even when I was pregnant with M. But these past few months, I suddenly started feeling stressed by it all. And I couldn’t understand why.
Now, a lot has changed from the time I first started blogging. From a naive new blogger who would take part in every contest, write for every prompt, link up everywhere or even publish every day, I have reached a point where I follow a posting schedule and only take up projects I want to. I no longer get swayed by praise when someone wants me to write for free or for less than what I deserve. Today, I write when I want to if I want to and I certainly don’t write for free.
Over the years, a lot has also changed in terms of the topics I write about and how I write on a topic. I used to be this impulsive person who would wear her heart on her sleeves. So, most of my posts used to be raw, sometimes even without weighing the different perspectives on an issue. While I’m still the same person, more or else, but I think I have also mellowed down in terms of my reactions, at least on the blog. My viewpoints have changed, enhanced, I’d like to believe.
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I think with every passing year of blogging, I have shed some unnecessary weights that seems to bog down every blogger to start with. It’s like shedding skin and coming into your own.
The blogging world has given me a lot. I don’t think I can ever express in words what it means to me. But there are some aspects of it which I don’t think I can carry with me anymore, aspects which had begun suffocating me.
There is a lot of ‘you scratch my back, I scratch yours’ kind of thing in this world. Naturally, the same exists when it comes to blogging. And I’m really tired of it because I’m not even good at it. Anyway.
The past few months, I suddenly started wondering why am I not getting the fruit of all the hard work I put into blogging. What is it that I’m not doing right? Why can’t I have something as easy as maybe someone else? Why are there so many comments on a post, almost mediocre, by another blogger, while on a post of mine which I have poured my heart into not so much? This feeling got so intense that I almost lost the will to write. The fact is I really work hard every single day in everything I do. I find time to blog because I love doing it despite my busy schedule, a full-time job and a toddler at home. But all that I kept feeling was that the returns were not at par, were not as good as I’d like them to be.
And that’s when it hit me, how wrong I was. It hit me that I was craving the results that weren’t even mine or part of my journey. My blogging journey is mine and not someone else’s. But I seemed to have forgotten that. The reason I write is that I want to write. Somewhere along the way, the noise on social media about the different parameters of blogging success had begun clouding my judgement. I had let myself be carried away by the commotion and forgotten the substance of it all. For a person who has never looked at someone else’s journey to measure her own, I was turning into this stranger who wanted what someone else’s dream was. I was measuring my progress by metrics provided by someone else. The moment I realised that it was like a huge weight lifting off my shoulders.
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I’m sharing this with you because I’m sure it happens to the best of us. It is a human tendency to get swayed by the glitter. It is human tendency to put undue pressure on ourselves. As I write this, I know that I won’t let myself get swayed by something that is external to me anymore. It’s my journey and I’ll do it my way. It’s so liberating to be able to let go of all this irrelevant baggage. It’s so good to be back on the right path, my path. So, for the past few weeks, I have cut down on all the unnecessary clutter that had suddenly become part of my blogging journey, some of which made no sense at all. Somewhere I seemed to have forgotten why I started blogging in the first place. It felt good to come back to that again.
Do what you want to do with your blogging. Don’t let someone else’s well-sold dreams become your own.
I think the problem with being a blogger is that I have to spend a lot of time on social media. That translates to updates which are so wonderfully worded and marketed that you start feeling that you need that too. But the truth is, perhaps, you don’t. It’s hard to remember that though and that’s where I failed. But hopefully, not anymore.
I have always had a clear picture of my goals when it comes to writing. I just let it get hazy, influenced by all the noise around about all the metrics which suddenly seemed to be the only point of blogging. I had wandered off my own path, gotten lost into someone else’s. I should have known better. But not anymore. It’s going to just be about my blog, my own journey and whatever comes naturally along the way.
When I look at all the successful bloggers around me, I realise that they are where they are today because they always knew what they wanted. They didn’t fashion their dreams on someone else’s. That’s why they have achieved what they have today. I should have not forgotten that. I should have held on this realisation better. But better late than never right.
I feel like a burden has lifted and the words seem to be flowing more easily as a result of that. So, maybe the whole point I’m trying to make is, do what you want to do with your blogging. Don’t let someone else’s well-sold dreams become your own. And it holds true not only for blogging but for life too.
The thing is there are so many paths that blogging can lead to. Each of us has our own ideas, our own vision for what we want to do with our blogs and how we want to go about it. Let’s stick to that because when we get influenced by a dream which is not ours, we are only slated for exhaustion and failure. Let us all explore our own wins.
Until next time.