I'm taking a break from blogging.
It's not you. It's me.
I'm not here to tell you what to do in life. I make mistakes too.
I've been honest and vulnerable to you since blog entry #1 Where Am I At Now?
I'm not telling you my life is complete. (It's not.) My life will never be complete. (It's impossible.) I'm not trying to seek validation and attention to you. (My ego would be talking if it is.)
Honesty and vulnerability can take its toll.
You can read what I write. You can listen to it. You can learn something from it. You can add a comment to my writing. You can hate or ignore it. You can be surprised what I write. It might be too much for you to process. Because you're not used to me writing something meaningful.
Say what you have to say.
I was told you say what everybody says. I was told you copy your quotes from someone else.
I observe and process on what's around me. Then I write about it. I also talk about my younger-self.
I understand. I don't have any credibility. I'm not Jay Shetty, Mark Manson, or any self-help motivational icon.
I procrastinate here and there. I'm not perfect.
I tell stories and experiences from myself and others.
I have a next chapter in my life. But it's not moving forward yet.
I'm not stressed or depressed right now.
I'm not trying to be known in blogging for being a perfect person.
Blogging is therapeutic for me. It's my main priority. It has helped me become who I am now.
I need to take a break from sharing stories.
I'll keep you posted on my next blog entry.