blogging is tiring.
exposing yourself to people that you don't know. people who are ready to judge you on a few mere sentences. people who believe they know you like the back of their hand because of the stories that you have told. people whom you have no inkling about.
it's a fair game when other bloggers drop by and read your stories....you can stop by their blogs for a little chat too, get to know them a little more and exchange tales, develop a friendship that is superficial at worst. sometimes, that scale is not as balanced. people that you have never seen, never heard and most certainly never known acts presumptously, classifying you into categories based on only a single aspect of your life that they know.
i like meeting people....but it's frightening when strangers drop by and act like we have known each other for centuries. perhaps i'm old-fashioned. to me, friendships are those developed through time, through thick and thin and through good and bad. friendships are when both sides are giving. i don't know what i should or shouldn't write anymore. i don't know what i should say. i don't want this blog to be superficial...but i'm wary. this is how the real world turns an idealist into a cynic.
it's tiring when you have to defend your own thoughts, explain your actions. some doesn't listen, they just judge. i blog to balance my life...to leave the sadness behind. everybody who reads has their own interpretation, their own views, tempered by their own lifestyles, who they are. it's tiring to justify myself to others, especially when i'm already so low.
blogging used to be comforting. now it's treading on scary.
sometimes i wonder.....why do i still blog?
i know. because i still enjoy writing.
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Your readers comments are nothing, but just their comments on the things that roam through their mind upon reading your posts.
Just don't read those comments if they hurt in a way or another.
from an idealist to a cynic... i know exactly what it means. that's life.
Hi friend!thanks for stopping by!I agree with your point on blogging.It's tiring at times, it's scary, but we're somehow drawn to it, simply because it has an unwritten charm.You have an invisible identity and voice, and an undefined image.I know you cannot substitute this with your stable friends,but still it's fun, or maybe, addiction.Your other two sites are great;I liked those on 'driving by' and 'I forget.'And the photos of the other are splendid!Have a nice week, and keep in touch.
dear licky: it's hard to maintain a distance when you open up....
dear zewt: the ugly side of life, perhaps? but i don't want my life to be this way....i still want to believe in the magic of the innocence.
dear robert: your words are too kind. thank you for taking the time to visit my two other sites.
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