Let's be honest with each other from the very beginning.. I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. Less than 72 hours ago, I made the decision to shut down the blog I had written and poured my heart into for a little over four years. I started feeling like my blog was lacking, and stopped feeling good about my writing in general. I noticed my writing becoming less and less authentic. It became clear to me that I was beginning to write for other people rather than for myself. It started to feel more like work than freedom, and I began to develop a sort of hostility towards the whole thing. The thing I've learned though, through being a blogger for four years and being a writer for a lot longer than that, is this: I owe it to myself to be honest. So when blogging started feeling more like an obligation to me than a safe haven, I had to make a decision. I had to decide whether or not I would continue posting things I hadn't put my entire being into. And it wasn't ...
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