I’ve been gone. Not traveling, unfortunately – I wish. I still have quite a bit to check off my travel bucket list.
I’ve been gone, absent, MIA. I could say life got in the way, but doesn’t it always? Truth is, we choose to give priority to what’s most important to us. Or sometimes, we just choose to do the most obvious, least scary things and leave the rest. For a while at least. You can only let things go for a while before the backlog of unresolved and unhandled stuff comes smack you in the face.
All the time I have been gone, I have been writing blog posts in my head. Sort of. I should say that I have found the inspiration for blog posts, but never actually wrote them. I procrastinated. Because there was stuff to do, and I was in a bit of a weird place, and when more people started implying that my blogging is self-indulgent, that it’s a waste of time to dedicate this much time to something that doesn’t bring in money and doesn’t benefit your family in anyway… I started believing them. So I kept putting it off, because I felt like there were so many other things I should be doing instead of blogging.
But I should know myself by now. I cannot just sit on stuff, it drives me crazy. Usually what happens is I hold back, and then at some point I cannot hold back anymore and I explode. This time, no explosion. More like an implosion. It’s like I have been holding back so much that nothing can go through now. (The image this wording calls to mind is not lost on me – so go ahead and say that I’m emotionally constipated.)
I should know better. Blogging is meaningful to me, because it’s my outlet, my creative space, my own thing, the one place where I don’t have to follow anyone else’s cue, rules or directions but I can just be me, stream-of-consciousness style, sharing as much or as little as I want of what goes on in my head. It makes me feel good, it lightens up the load, and it doesn’t hurt anyone – what’s so bad about that?
What’s so bad about taking some time and space for myself, since I prioritize other people’s needs over mine so much of the time? What’s with the notion that everything we do has to generate income or be meaningful in someone else’s eyes to be considered productive?
So to all those who made snide remarks, those who made me feel bad about this, those who suggested I do something more productive with my time, those who implied that I was being selfish for dedicating time to blogging… take a hike. We all need an outlet and we all need our own space and this is mine. Aside from a bit of cleaning time, it doesn’t negatively influence my life or my duties in any way. On the contrary – a creative outlet has been known to relieve stress and pressure and facilitate communication and personal interaction by providing a place for negative emotions to be processed or channeled into something else.
Short version? I’m back. And if you don’t like it, farewell. Don’t let the door hit your judgmental ass on your way out.
(as for you, my bloggy friends – HI! Catch me up: what have you been up to? Do you also get flak for blogging?)
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