thrifted gingham dress | Something Borrowed Triple Strap Mary Janes from Zalora.ph | vintage bag
I just noticed how many of the bloggers I follow and loved earnestly are no longer blogging - their virtual spaces deleted or left to collect virtual dust. There are times when I'm tempted to follow suit, especially these days when pregnancy and work take their toll on me and most likely in the near future when I have my hands full with a newborn.
But blogging is like opium to a druggie. There's no permanency to quitting. And I don't want to leave. Not just yet. Not when the other social media spaces are so full of garbage. Not when every chance you get, you censor yourself before posting because someone might take your words out of context or you'll get hated because you have beliefs that do not conform to the norms. Not when there's not much freedom to be you elsewhere.
Yes, blogging has become overly commercialized and that might be off-putting to the more conservative, to the more strictler to the old ways of blogging. But it's still that place where there's you, your words and your mighty keyboard. You spew words like a knight wielding a sword - valiant and purposeful. And there's freedom to that that can't be taken away from you.
So yes, despite it all, we keep coming back.