Yesterday a friend told me she’s been reading my blog. I had a bit of a “HOLY CRAP” a real life person has been reading my *innermost thoughts
* random ramblings moment.
My heart skipped a beat or two , I thought oh s**t I have to delete twitter , Facebook , my blog , the whole Internet.
And then she said nice things and I thought ” holy cow a real life person actually likes my innermost thoughts / random ramblings. And I felt a little bit proud. ”
My blog is almost three months old now. When I started writing it I didn’t really know what I was going to write about , I still don’t , not really.
So far it’s mostly been about CAMHS because that’s what’s been going on. But I wrote a few posts that I’m hoping I will make into themes. Ie forty things before I’m forty. And my book reviews / movie reviews.
I write my blog mostly just because I like to write things down. Clear my mind. Cheap therapy I guess.and because my blog is MY thing , my thing that belongs to me. Where I can say what I like. I don’t write for the stats , although I have to admit I do have a ” whoop whoop ” moment when I see that people have actually been reading this stuff .
I don’t plan what I’m writing. I don’t have time for that. Most of my posts have been written on the bus or sitting in the park. I’m watching the 8 year old on his bike right now. Well actually I’m blogging and hoping he doesn’t crash while I’m not looking. I write while I’m thinking what to write. Which is why I often get a bit rambling. Am I rambling now ?
I’ve had lots of really supportive comments and advice. I’ve inspired a friend to start blogging. Lemonsandspuds.wordpress.com, take a look its very good. I’ve made 2 people cry , and I’ve found that by blogging you can find people who really care about what you have to say !
Since I started blogging I’ve found some really good blogs that I really look forward to reading. I like to get a little insight into people’s lives.
As far as my life goes I try not to write anything that would embarrass my kids ,I’m sure I embarrass them enough just by ,you know breathing the same air as them, and I don’t write anything that I feel would be better off a secret.
What I write is just me , what Im thinking , what I’m feeling , and I like it I like this blogging lark.
Do you blog ?
Why ? What do you get from it ?