These past few days (or weeks, I guess), I noticed that I feel like not writing anymore. Or, let me say it this way: I feel like not blogging anymore. I don’t know how this happened, I don’t know why, but this is what I feel recently.
As far as I can remember, this blog was my online diary. Then I started getting blogging opportunities. These opportunities are something I never expected to come at all. And even though the monetary compensation from this blog isn’t huge compared to other bloggers, it’s still something I am so thankful for because I never thought of it back when I made this blog in 2011.
Then I met more and more bloggers and read more and more blogs. Some of these blogs are huge, the writers have already made names in the blogging industry. I don’t think mine could ever be like that.
There are times that I feel like I have so many ideas to write. And there are times like this that I just feel so empty. No matter what I do, I can’t think of anything to write. Let me rephrase that: maybe I have something in mind, that I like to write, but I feel like it won’t be helpful to anyone.
This isn’t the first time it happened to me. So I know this feeling will not last. I am not a writer in the first place, so to have a topic to write isn’t something that just pops up. And this is another reason why I think this is not for me because I feel like I will never excel in blogging. I may be overacting but sometimes I this is what I feel.
So I won’t force my mind (and my body) to do something it’s not willing to do in the first place, it might just be a waste of time. I will allow myself to rest and take the hiatus that it needs. And by the time it’s ready, I hope I’ll be able to write more without worrying about being not good enough. Just like before: just write because it’s part of me. And because it’s something that I love to do.