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Why blogging keeps me sane in the craziest of times!

31st May 2016 By Jonelle Leave a Comment

I started this blog two years ago when I decided I’d had enough of working for other people. I up and quit my job and found myself at home with lots of time to spare. My husband and I went on a road trip to celebrate being done with that part of my life and I informally blogged about the trip. When I got home, I decided this was it for me. I’ve always loved writing and it’s the one thing I’ve always relied on to get me through the tough times and whether I like to admit it or not, that was one of the toughest times of my life and I realised that blogging keeps me sane.

Luckily for me, salaries in the non-profit sector are pretty rubbish so I wasn’t too worried about the missed income. I just made a leap of faith and to be honest, I’ve not looked back since. My son was born a year later and my blog has evolved heaps since day one but the one thing that has remained constant is that this is my private space. I say private but really, how private is something that the whole world has access to. So what I mean is, this is my blog. This is where I write my thoughts down. Where I have my opinions on everything and anything and I won’t compromise myself for anything. Good thing I have a great blog hoster, my friend also has a great blog hoster who hosts her whole website. She told me that hostiserver (https://www.hostiserver.com/) was what they were called. Their stable service has allowed her blog to grow!

I write to deal with issues, I write to cope with things that happen and to get things off my chest. I’ve been through some seriously tough times and what I love most about blogging and my blog is that I have the opportunity to say to other people “hey, you know what, this fucking sucks, but you’ll get through it” and I can tell them my story and show them how I coped with a terrible time (like that time I bloody well nearly died). I don’t like to feel sorry for myself at all. I don’t like to tell my story over and over and hope that people will tell me everything will be okay (I survived my dad dying, I know that life goes on) but what I love about blogging is that you stop feeling so alone. You stop looking at your life as this isolated thing and instead of wondering why me, you start to realise that this shit happens to everyone.

Why blogging keeps me sane in the craziest of times! - Tyranny of Pink

Blogging is about forming communities and connecting with others

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When I’m having a rough time, I write about it and other people read it and they say, you know what, this same thing happened to me and we talk about it and we find ourselves bonded over it because THAT is the power of blogging. It’s about forming connections with other people and relating to others and sharing your story knowing that someone else needs to read what you have to say.

I love my blog, I love writing and I love hearing your stories and sharing your stories too. I love knowing that I’ve helped share a little bit of that feeling you get when you suddenly discover that actually, you’re not the only one.

I may not have the most successful or most popular blog out there and I’m okay with that. This blog is my little space on the internet, my little part of the world where I can write about love, life, death, grief, trauma and being a mom because all those things make me who I am and I refuse to apologise for being me. There are so many varied and diverse things that make us who we are. There are things that matter to some people, there are things that don’t matter at all but what makes us all matter, is that we are individuals and THAT is what I love about my blog. It’s a place for me to be creative, to design, to connect, to tell stories, to be me. It’s mine and I need it just as much as I love it.

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