Why I Blog

I’ve been contemplating having a tag called “why i blog” for the past few weeks. The i is lowercase, because that is the style for my tags. I suppose if I start using names in my tags that such style will have to change. However, for now it’s what works. Perhaps names and such will be the mere exception.

I’ve blogged about this before on 6birds, and the post is now in my archive.

And I never really finished it. I don’t think there’s a must for it to be continued, but since my life has become so adult (or so it seems) with depression and PTSD taking its toll, I’ve really learned about who I am as a person, not necessarily as what I do. I quit blogging for a while, and I’ve even changed URLs a few times. In the end, I’m back where I started — on 6birds.

I blog for me.

It’s simple. I don’t blog for my readers so they can learn more about me. I’m a personal/lifestyle blog (because you technically are what you blog sometimes) for a reason. My memory is more than poor; my memory is fading each and every day, and mental illness especially runs on my mom’s side of the family. And I used to be ashamed of this, and terrified, that I could possibly be deemed crazy, but I’ve learned that while others may see me as mental, I’m not that way. I’m not responsible for their ignorance whether they have something mentally wrong/different about them. That’s not my problem. If recognized as a crazy person, then so be it. I’d rather be crazy doing something I love doing than be crazy doing what society expects me to do (like be exactly like someone who would murder a bunch of people).

I just want to keep my memories.

I also want to vent and rant and complain about the shitty things in a place no one else should complain about me doing. This is my blog. You’re not obligated to read my blog, just like I am not obligated to read yours. 6birds is my sanctuary, and I can do with it whatever I wish. It’s the one place I don’t need approval. I am what makes up 6birds. I am 6birds. I am the blog. And I’m just sharing my story. It helps me. It’s annoying when people say things like…

“I admire your creativity, but you need a better outlet.”

I’d take blogging over playing Facebook applications and/or posting photos of my food on Instagram/Facebook all day and/or posting pointless, dumb statuses on Facebook all day any day.

“Your ability to create this is great, but you need someone to talk to instead of blogging about things. It’s not normal.”

Says a non-blogger who is closed-minded and doesn’t know the difference between blogging and keeping a diary.

“You’re not supposed to talk about that online! Don’t you know any better? You’re supposed to keep it to yourself, because it creates havoc.”

Maybe I want to create havoc.

“There are more important things you should worry about!”

Oh, right. Like my health. I do worry about that, actually. It’s on my mind every. single. day.

I blog to teach.

Be it myself or others, I often hope that I’m doing at least some kind of good by blogging about my struggles. Perhaps if I blog about my firsthand experience with things, then someone will find it one day and be able to help people. Or if someone is going through something similar and can escape, that’s nice, too. Sometimes I end up doing the exact opposite and instead telling people what not to do. This is never really my intention, but I’ve also grown to a point where I’m horrid with words, and I say things I don’t even mean. I can’t help it, and I don’t like it. Words I want aren’t in my head; concentrating is rather difficult. And it sucks. Sometimes life just sucks, no matter how great it could be if I just took a minute to relax.

No matter what I do, though, I’m spreading awareness about mental health and abuse, and honestly I like to think that I’m doing well. I suppose the theory I have is that the more I talk about it, the louder it will become, and the louder it becomes, the more aware people are likely to become. And that’s important. It needs to be LOUD, and people need to be aware of the signs and the outcome. Who knows? Maybe a parent will read my story one day and realize that their child is terrified of them and want to change things, or perhaps it will help prevent abuse. I can’t predict the outcome of me blogging about anything until it actually happens. I don’t mind being emailed about my posts, either, especially if something I write has touched you or hit home, etc. personally. When people let me know a post spoke to them or that they can relate/thank me for writing something, it encourages me that I’m not doing something bad by writing about it; it helps me believe that I’m doing good by writing about it.

I blog because I can.

Because I just can. It’s a hobby. While you’re watching TV or playing Facebook games or taking pictures of your food, I’m blogging and/or returning comments. It’s not like I do it because I’m addicted. If you think that I shouldn’t be blogging, you seriously have no clue how good of a thing that this is. I stopped blogging for a few months simply because I quickly hated it. Blogging is the first hobby I have actually started to enjoy again since depression and PTSD hit me. You should be ecstatic that I’m blogging again, because I could instead be sleeping and crying myself to sleep all day long like I was doing not too long ago. You should be happy that I am back to blogging instead of trying to destroy myself. My blogging should be a good thing in people’s eyes — my family’s eyes.

I think my two major hobbies were blogging and photographing trees and simply nature in general. I still haven’t gotten photography back. Another one was TCG-ing. I have owning TCGs back, but actually playing them and having maybe 20 or so cards in one trade doesn’t happen. I also used to sketch every now and then. That isn’t around, either. Web design and blogging and owning TCGs — those are the only hobbies I really have back at the moment, and it’s not like I could have forced myself to like them. It takes time, and I was slowly able to get these things back over time. I don’t have writing anymore, and reading is no longer a hobby because I lack the ability to actually concentrate and retain information. I mean, when I comment posts, I have to type the comment out as I read it or else I won’t even be able to remember the last paragraph when I’m trying to actually write the comment. In other words, my comments have probably sucked this past year, and it isn’t because I have gotten lazy. I really don’t try to have sucky comments.

So that’s my extended explanation… Why do you blog?

Also, Christina is having a giveaway. ^^;

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Hiro’s gravatar

I blog for me, to organize the jumble that is my brain and confusion that clutters my consciousness.
Like you, I also need somewhere to put down my thoughts and feelings, because I forget them after a short time. Maybe if I keep this up, I can begin to figure out patterns in my brain’s behaviors.
And because I can. Though to do so, I had to make a new blog.

Georgie’s gravatar

I used this plugin where I could mass-edit tags, but I stopped using tags because they became superfluous, and, you know me – I cut down on useless shit as often as I pick up useless shit. 😛

Blogging is my outlet when nothing else will suffice. It’s not that I am really into social media – but I do value my blog more than social media. I find that social media lets me share things (food, thoughts, whatever) and sometimes I want to share with other people. But a lot of the time, I want to document that on my blog because my blog is like a diary, and it’s something I see as a history of my life (or part of). I even look for things on my blog when I have forgotten something. It really helps me remember things.

So many people seem to judge you for your blogging habits/style/whatever. That’s not pleasant at all. 😐

Becca’s gravatar

I think the best reason to blog is to blog for yourself. The bloggers out there that just do it for the money, it just doesn’t seem genuine or sincere. I would definitely say I blog for myself for many different reasons. One, it serves kind of like a diary to me. I like to not only document my days so I can later look back at the memories I had, but also to get my thoughts and feelings out. Plus it’s nice because it’s like my diary talks back whenever I need advice or suggestions from other bloggers. Two, it serves as a creative outlet, because I like to write. I like to maintain a website and I think it’s fun. Three, I can rant and vent and, again, let my feelings out in a safe manner, so I’m not throwing things or yelling/hurting other people.

Leanne’s gravatar

i blog for myself too.
my blog is a creative outlet for me in the form of words, photos and sketches.

Karen’s gravatar

I blog for me.
I think that is one sentence that every blogger should live by, unless they are doing a magazine – writing for other people.

Why I prefer a blog is for many reasons. Sometimes, I wish I could have a blogging device in my brain – I (feel like I) think of the darnest thing every single time. But forgot what is it about when I reach to my admin page. I like blogs that are raw with emotions instead of something over analyzed.

I sometimes blog so that someone who is genuinely interested in my life read about it. Much better than telling to people who are not listening. My blog is like my teddy bear.

Liza’s gravatar

“My blog is like my teddy bear.” That’s cute, and it’s a really nice (metaphor? analogy? hm…).

Holly’s gravatar

Keeping a blog to keep memories is one of the reasons I blog. In the past I have looked a previous blog posts to see what I was doing at a certain period in my life. I try to keep a paper diary but that usually fails as I forget to update it. But I never forget my blog. 🙂

I blog because I like to moan about things! Things annoy me and having a blog provides me with somewhere to vent this anger.

Thank you for your advice regarding WordPress. I almost resorted to installing from scratch but I was determined to fix it, and I finally managed to. I’m not 100% sure how, but it works so I’m happy!

My boyfriend suggested I take my case on to the internet as people would be able to advise me, but I think I may have found a flaw in the application for legal aid. It’s income based and looking more closely at the details I believe they have calculated my income totally wrong. I’m trying to get in touch with them again and see if I can appeal this decision.

Lolo’s gravatar

I blog for myself as well~ It nice (and sometimes not so nice hahaha) to go back in time and read though the archives and see how far you’ve come or remind yourself of goals you had in the past that you still want to work on.
Through blogging I’ve also become friends with amazing people~ Those are the things that are special to me~

Cat’s gravatar

I think blogging for yourself is great, and I usually find personal blogs more interesting than other types. I like blogging as a way to keep my memories too. Whenever I look through my archives for my “year in review” posts, I’m amazed at how much I had forgotten.

I’ve actually learned a lot from reading people’s blogs. Sometimes it’s tips, and sometimes it’s just seeing experiences through other people. I also think it’s a much better hobby than other things. I mean, I feel like my writing has gotten better because of it (which used to be a big weak point for me).

I blog because… it’s just nice to have some place to “talk” and get some sort of feedback. It’s a place where I can go more in depth, rather than short messages on social sites. And as you’ve said, I think blogging is a great way to keep my memories too.

Jea’s gravatar

I blog for myself as well. I don’t know if I’m teaching anyone with what I post because all I usually do is rant and rant and sometimes, even hate.

I try my best to write awesome and hardcore comments but I suck at writing so they end up in really really bad and short comments. -_-

Thanks for the comment on my blog! :3

Susanne/Sinead’s gravatar

I definitely blog for me. However, I have periods when I don’t like my blog or at least wonder what’s the point with it, and then it’s only because I have some lovely readers and commenters that I go on blogging. But in whatever case I would never blog for money. I think the blogs that are there just for the sake of being famous and/or rich are so boring and uninteresting.
I don’t really like social media anymore, I have accounts on Twitter and Facebook but I prefer using my blog for sharing stuff.
It totally sucks how people think they can express just about any opinions about your blog content?! What’s wrong with people??? It’s quite easy to click away from a site if you don’t like reading it…

Christine’s gravatar

I blog for many of those same reasons, but the biggest reason is that I don’t know how NOT to blog. I’ve been online since I was 13 years old. I’ve had an expage, a geocities, a livejournal (still do, I just don’t update it anymore) and domains. I don’t know how to “function” without a space to write openly even though people have told me that as a teacher I shouldn’t have such a presence online. It’s true though, I don’t think I’d know what to do with myself if I didn’t blog.

I love that you blog to teach. I really hope that you can raise awareness about abuse and help a parent, a child, or a sibling recognize situations and occurrences in a way that can save a life.

Stephanie’s gravatar

I like your reasons for blogging, and one day, I know that you’ll go farther in your work on abuse and mental awareness, and your blog posts will serve as useful material to work off of in the future.

As with many other personal bloggers, I blog for me, and to communicate with a group of people that I’d never hear of without the Internet. I blog to learn about other people and to see worlds that I’d never see from my own bubble. I blog to speak, because I like speaking, about things that my audience may not think of. Blogging is wonderful.

Manda’s gravatar

Thanks for the link!

Blogging is so personal for each person, regardless of whether or not a personal blog is involved. I think it’s fascinating to look at what makes each blogger tick.

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