My blog is nearly three years old, I can hardly believe it. But the whole reason I’ve made it this far is because of you! I really appreciate all the support I’ve received through the years. Whether you’ve followed my blog, like and comment on my posts, or just stop by every once in a while, thank you. It really means a lot.
Here are a few things I’ve learned along the way.
1. Write about what you love.
We all write for different reasons. I wanted to connect with other introverts and highly sensitive people (and anyone who stops by). I also wanted to share my experiences and lessons in the hopes that I could make someone else’s journey a bit easier. Some write as a way to process their thoughts and feelings. Some write to share their expertise. When you write about things you love, or that are close to you, your sincerity shines through. Writing then becomes enjoyable, rather than an obligation.
2. Connect with others.
I started writing to connect with others. To know that I’m not alone in my experiences is incredibly encouraging. To gain the wisdom of those who have figured out things I’m still struggling with has been so valuable. I’ve been completely blown away by the warmth of the community here and I’m grateful for all the connections I’ve gained. As an introvert, being able to connect with people online, without the overwhelm of in-person interaction, is pretty awesome.
3. Have fun.
Blogging should be enjoyable. Have fun with it. Experiment with different kinds of posts and figure out what you like writing. Try out personal posts, short stories, opinion pieces, quotes, pictures, tag posts, etc. Write the things you want to write. Not the things you think other people want to read.
Any other tips to share?
I need substance and depth. We can laugh and have fun but when it’s time to be serious I want our minds to be connected.
Autumn lends itself to reminiscing and contemplation. To thoughts of past classmates, old friends, and scattered family. I often think about what they’re doing today. Did they wake up feeling content and happy? What have they been up to, are they happy with the direction their lives have taken? I often wonder if I cross their mind at all, how often do they think of good times and old memories? I hope they’re having a good day, and that their life is fulfilling and full of hope.
October’s poplars are flaming torches lighting the way to winter.
Writing and maintaining a blog can be challenging. Some days inspiration strikes hard and there’s so much to write about. Other days, its hard to get motivated, or you just can’t think of the right topic. Too often I get distracted by the busyness of life and the blog gets forgotten. Its definitely a labour of love but I’ve really enjoyed the experience so far. Here are a few reasons I love blogging:
1. I’m an introvert.
I express myself best through writing and my writing is far more polished than my speaking. I can choose the perfect words to convey the exact meaning I’m trying to get across. I share more of myself online than in person. It may take years for me to share some really personal things with someone face-to-face. I’m far more comfortable writing about them on my blog. And connecting with people online isn’t as physically and mentally draining as in person. You get the personal connection without the crippling exhaustion.
2. Meeting awesome people.
Blogging is an amazing way to meet people from around the world. I’ve been able to connect with other introverts and HSPs which has been lovely. It really helps me realize that I’m not alone in my experiences. I’ve been so inspired by people who are going through difficult times. I’ve been encouraged by those who have gone through things I’m still dealing with. It reminds me that these things will pass. I love being able to share my thoughts with others and see what others are thinking about. And I can do so in the comfort of my own room or at work.
3. Its a cathartic experience.
When I experience something negative, discouraging, or frustrating, writing about it helps. It helps me process all the thoughts and emotions running through my mind. It also puts things into perspective. Its a non-destructive way of dealing with my negative emotions. I’ve gotten so much good advice from people who have gone through similar things. And seeing things from another’s perspective can be eye-opening and makes you consider other angles. And sometimes, just knowing someone is listening helps.
4. Its a creative outlet.
There’s something special about creating something that didn’t exist before. Writing is one way I can channel my need to be creative and my desire to make things. Writing is an amazing way to express myself. To share parts of me with the rest of the world. To talk about things that I love or experiences I’ve had.
Why do you love blogging?
Last weekend I attended a small party at a friend’s place. We spent most of the night sitting around the patio talking. The two extroverts in the group dominated the conversation. Topics flew back and forth between the two of them. The rest of us would contribute something every now and again. But for the most part, we were content to listen. I enjoyed the first couple of hours but then the exhaustion began to set in. It was just another reminder of how limited my energy is in these situations.
If you had looked at our group, you would have seen two people passionately discussing things and five quieter people who didn’t say as much. One might assume the loud ones were the only ones having fun, but that wouldn’t be true. Despite my exhaustion, I enjoyed myself, and I could tell my other introverted friends did as well. I enjoy spending time with friends, even if they have way more energy than I do. Introverts and extroverts both have something unique and special to share.
One of my close friends is extroverted. When we hang out, he usually needs someone to listen to him and I’m happy to do it. But he’s also incredibly perceptive. There have been several times where I’ve been stressed out or feeling overwhelmed. He’ll ask me how I’m doing. I’ll reply with the customary “pretty good”. But he’ll just look at me and say, “Really? It seems like you have something on your mind.” And he won’t rest until I’ve told him about what’s bothering me. It’s refreshing to have someone who can see past my façade and wants to know how I’m really doing.
This really makes me appreciate the different types of people in my life. Yes, there are the acquaintances who come and go. But there are also those who are genuinely interested in who I am. I don’t have a lot of friends, but the few I have are very special.
How do you like to connect with friends?