I recently started reading The Daily Tay after I bought my favorite shirt ever from her. She recently posted something that hit home with me about blogging. She wrote that she remembered when blogs were more about writing and sharing and less about who could make the most money or take the prettiest pictures.
I know, I know. I’m going to post a picture of myself with affiliate links to other items below it. And that’s going to seem totally hypocritical.
But, seriously. I make so little off this blog and I certainly don’t take the prettiest pictures. Sure, I do the occasional sponsored post and I do get some great freebies to blog about, but even though I’m not a “big” blogger, I sometimes miss the anonymity of having a Livejournal account. Something that was just me and my thoughts (and the people who read them, of course).
Now, though, my name is attached to this blog and I can’t write as freely as I wish about some things. I’ve always tried to be careful about what I write (in fact, my husband got fired from a job almost 15 years ago because of something he wrote online) because I know the consequences. But that doesn’t mean I don’t occasionally have the wish to write something more about what’s going on with my life other than the fact that I got almost 40 mosquito bites on my arms, legs and face this weekend.
And don’t worry, mom. It’s nothing drastic 🙂 Just the occasional wish that I had someone to invite me to or go with me to all those fun events I see on Instagram. Is it still FOMO if you know you’re missing something?
Except mosquito bites. I am certainly NOT missing those.