3 years ago, I decided to create my own site. I didn't know anything about blogging then but I really wanted to learn and be part of the blogging community. I was very much inspired by Carol and Deb who both had their own cool sites and after following their stories, I was determined to write my own. I thought, "how hard could it be?"
Contrary to my assumption, blogging wasn't as easy as it seemed. It took me several months of contemplations and self-doubt before I finally garnered the courage to publish an entry. Other than my sister, I knew that no one else read my site, but posting something on the web made me feel so exposed. It was as if I was baring my soul to the entire world. Because of this, I was pathetically self-conscious when I first started. I would draft a post, proofread a million times and then let it rot in my draft folder. After some time, I realised that no one really gives a shit about what I write. The level of self-consciousness gradually decreased, giving me the courage to find my writing voice. After months of writing self-indulgent posts and reading other people's sites, I slowly became addicted to the blogsphere.
I think what I like most about blogging is having my voice heard. Even if nobody hears me or reads my stories, at least I have the pleasure of telling them, without anyone interrupting me. While drafting a post, nobody can shut me up, boo at me or tell me that my story sucks. That’s a pleasure in itself, don’t you think? There's something to be said about being able to have your say. I think it's very therapeutic.
I look forward to writing many more self-indulgent posts in the future and celebrating heaps of blog anniversaries. To those of you who read my blog, thank you for your love and support. I really do appreciate your readership.
