Blog Strike
With the Writer's Strike coming to an end soon (that's the buzz anyway), I figured it was time to start my own. Actually my intentions aren't to try to make anyone change, or feel like they are doing something wrong. I'm just exercising my agency. Last night was a doozy. I started looking at the usual blogs I read, and I was enjoying myself. Somehow, about 20 minutes later I found myself completely unhappy, discontent, and overall just an ornery little thing. I think that blogging is a wonderful thing, and it's fun that so many people have started participating in it. I guess I'm just too insecure to go "blog hopping". I know I seem to mention this a lot, but it's because I think about it a lot. I know people who won't blog because they feel that they can't appear as fun or talented as others. I know people who blog and are so consumed with what others may think of them, that they omit things from their blogs on purpose. I also know people who write WAY too much information on a public forum, and it makes me seriously uncomfortable to read so much about their lives. And then we have the inbetweenies. I like to consider myself one of those. I hope nobody ever reads my blog and thinks "wow, she's got it made" or "if only I was more like her". Let's be honest--the very fact that I'm even considering the idea is embarrassing to me. I know I'm not icon status. I'm just doing my best to get by. In fact, I bet most of you don't know the internal challenges that pull at me every single day. I'm not trying to say that I have a harder life than anyone else, because that is completely false. I guess I just want you rest assured that I'm not trying to portray an ideal. I'm trying to portray reality. Someday I hope the two are synonymous. At this point--it's a long shot at best.
For some reason, I have developed this horrible habit of feeling like I don't measure up to everyone around me. It is something I constantly struggle with. I admit that I'm extremely frank and open about most things in my life. But when it comes to this--I hold back quite a bit. I don't like people to see this particular weakness. It's my pride. The only thing I can think to do about it, is avoid it. If an alcoholic is trying to stop drinking--they'd better stay away from the bars. If a chain smoker can't kick the habit--it'd be pretty dumb for them to have cigarettes lying around the house. If a blogger struggles to maintain a healthy sense of self-image and/or worth from looking at other blogs, that blogger needs a break. Not forever. Just until they figure things out for themselves.
To sum it up--if I don't drop by your blog every day and comment, please don't feel bad. Don't be offended if you comment on my blog, and I don't comment on yours in the next 48 hours. I really don't know who all reads this blog...and I'm actually considering taking it private. But until I decide what to do--just be patient, that's all I ask. My blogging strike begins...now.
For some reason, I have developed this horrible habit of feeling like I don't measure up to everyone around me. It is something I constantly struggle with. I admit that I'm extremely frank and open about most things in my life. But when it comes to this--I hold back quite a bit. I don't like people to see this particular weakness. It's my pride. The only thing I can think to do about it, is avoid it. If an alcoholic is trying to stop drinking--they'd better stay away from the bars. If a chain smoker can't kick the habit--it'd be pretty dumb for them to have cigarettes lying around the house. If a blogger struggles to maintain a healthy sense of self-image and/or worth from looking at other blogs, that blogger needs a break. Not forever. Just until they figure things out for themselves.
To sum it up--if I don't drop by your blog every day and comment, please don't feel bad. Don't be offended if you comment on my blog, and I don't comment on yours in the next 48 hours. I really don't know who all reads this blog...and I'm actually considering taking it private. But until I decide what to do--just be patient, that's all I ask. My blogging strike begins...now.


Comments
Anyway- your candid honesty is refreshing. I wish I could be like that, and I'm serious. I guess I COULD... I hope you are only striking from reading other people's blogs and not from writing on your own.
Loves and Jolls.
Regardless, I love reading your blog and I'm glad I can stop in for some good ole, down to earth, RaeTime humor! Don't be gone too long!
Love ya!
And, sorry, but every time I read your blog I think, "if only I was more like her".
Minus the feminine pronoun, of course.
It's no wonder you feel that way, you have like a million blogs to check! J/K, I have one person on my blog list that used to make me feel sad, or wanting more of my life, blah, etc. I still visit her blog, but I just wanted to share something with you that has helped me. In sunday school this past week we were discussing Nephi chapter 2 and although I had forgotten my scriptures, I got a lot out of the lesson. I just wanted to say that when I feel inadequate as a mother, wife, woman, I stop and try and remember my DIVINE and SACRED roles. I have a problem with not feeling good enough when my house is not clean. One time last week Kendall came home and I was so sorry that we had NO dishes to eat on I was apologizing to him, and he just looked at me blankly and said, "Honey, I would much rather come home to a happy wife than a clean house." Seriously, that one comment made me put things into perspective. Just like on the song you typed below. So when I start grieving over things I wish were different or things I wish we could buy and have (which happens frequently) I have just been remembering what Kendall said to me.
Sorry this post is so long. I love reading your blog, and I used to be sad when nobody commented on my blog (cause other people get like 10 comments per post) but I don't anymore. I blog for myself, and for my family. I blog because I look at blogs as a personal journal. Not for community entertainment, although they can be for sure! And I hope my comment on Sunday didn't make you feel bad!
I support your strike, because I want to support you. If you need anything let me know, I'm just a few doors down!!
Love ya!
anyway - take your time rae. i'm glad you can be honest - too many people aren't - i admire you for that. come back soon :)
loves and jolls als from me :)
Good Luck...