I quit blogging over a year ago. I didn't expect to return, but here I am.
One of the main reasons I decided to leave my old site was this: I felt like I had nothing to say and that anything I did write, other people were covering in a more articulate, qualified way.
I started blogging when I was about thirteen and in the early years, it was a source of tremendous stress. Being a self-critical person, I constantly compared myself to other bloggers, usually professional full-time content creators. Meanwhile, I was writing in between homework stints on a laptop that was sellotaped together and crashed if I as much as nudged it by accident, whilst taking pictures on a second-hand digital camera with a 15-minute battery life.
I did not (and still don't) live in a big city full of funky events, or have a glamorous life. Instead, I was an introverted teenager in a high pressured school, trying to juggle clinical depression with all the typical stresses, like social spats and identity crises.
Finding the ability to value myself enough to start writing again took time, yet I am very glad I did it. In the short time I have been blogging again, the old fears have surfaced only briefly. I no longer compare myself to other bloggers or use this as a means of amplifying pre-existing self-hatred.
So, do I have anything new to say? I think I do. Of course, the internet is awash with incredible content but I am not going to let that stop me from creating my own. I believe that long-form posts are much more impactful than streams of images or tweets. In a blog post, I can get into a topic and explain my thoughts on it. This is my personal platform to use as I wish.
Everyone has their own perspective on the world, their own voice and as a consequence, plenty of new things to say. I am not going to doubt myself anymore or feel like I have no reason to write. This is something I need to do.
The era of feeling irrelevant is over for me. We’re all irrelevant.
I hope you will join me on this journey.