I’m going to try something new for 2025. Rather than waiting to sit down when I have a fully formed blog post sketched out in my mind (which never seems to happen), I’m going to focus more on journaling. I feel the constant pull to pour my thoughts and emotions out in the written word, but I let myself be held up knowing that what is stirring doesn’t create a full or compelling post. So, out with the pressure of a post, and in with the cathartic healing that I experience when I write. If the words that come out end up forming something that I can share, that is great, but I need for that to not be the ultimate goal. I don’t like the self imposed pressure that results when a published post is the measure of success.
I have posted a few blog posts in the last few months that I didn’t link on any form of social media. Unsurprisingly, they had very low viewership and no responses or reactions. In a way, I’m grateful because that has led me to examine the motivation behind why I blog. And while it’s true that I enjoy the connections that come when my words resonate with people, that isn’t the main reason that I love to blog. It’s because of the therapeutic benefits i receive by getting my feelings out of my brain and out onto paper.
I don’t do resolutions. I absolutely loathe the idea of new year new me. If anything, its new year, and Lacey still on her bullshit. But I don’t mind the idea of trying out new things! So my new thing for 2025 is to journal more, be braver about what I post, embracing the less than perfect, enjoy the benefits I receive, and trust that if my muddled words are supposed to reach someone, the universe will make it so.
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