Yesterday was a rough day. I got some news related to blogging that I didn’t want to hear/read. I cried. I don’t like to cry because it reminds me of my depression.
Then, a friend told me to STFU and I laughed and realized I was being ridiculous. Sometimes I’m selfish and greedy and jealous and that is when I realize that this blogging thing really brings out the good AND bad in me.
I love blogging because I can express myself and write, but I hate blogging because I end up writing for someone else other than for me or for my readers.
I love blogging because I have opportunities to work with people and companies that amaze me when they appreciate my work, but I hate blogging because I start to feel like I deserve it or am owed these opportunities.
I love blogging because I have made some amazing friends online and I want to support them and read their blogs and comment and share, but I hate blogging because I don’t always see that “love” returned to my blog. Well, I should say, it comes in spurts.
I love blogging because I get a rush when a post of mine gets a lot of hits, but I hate blogging because it is so random and it never stays consistently high.
I love blogging because it is helping to provide for my family, but I hate blogging because it can take me away from my family at times.
I love blogging because it has helped me learn to have a fun family, but well…I just love it for that! We have learned to find humor in life, play at all times, wrestle until late at night…and it will all be okay.
When the blogging stuff is getting me down, my family knows just what to say and do to make me laugh and then I know it will all be okay.