I’ve been thinking about why I blog, and more importantly, why I continue blogging despite a busy schedule. I could write my thoughts in a private journey. I can talk to friends or my husband about daily life and thoughts. I don’t need to blog.
If you knew me from my private journal entries, I would appear to be a very deep (often dark) person. That’s because I tend to dwell on negatives. It’s not that I don’t have many happy moments; it’s just that I tend to write more when I’m angry or hurt.
If you only knew me from conversations (in real life), I may seem either cheerful or shallow. At work or with casual friends, I’m on the cheerful side. Those I’m close to, of course, know that I have a deeper side. Even so, I spend a lot of time chatting about lighter things like make-up, clothing and daily life. In other words, go elsewhere for deep meaningful conversations about life, social issues and politics.
So I like to think of this blog as a way to capture another side of me — the side that is a little more reflective, more thoughtful and “wiser” than I really am, the side that tempers her anger with more thought, and the side that is grateful for life but not relentlessly upbeat.
Why do you blog? Is your blog identity very different from your real-life personality?