Before I entered the blogging world I had a vague idea of what it was. I knew there were lots of different types, covering all sorts of topics. I was aware of blogging as a platform. However, I didn’t really know what that meant or what it entailed.
What I also didn’t realise, which seems silly to me now, was the people I would encounter and how much I would come to value their ideas, their feedback, the sheer warmth they could portray through a few words on a screen.
When I started, just two months ago, it was really from a notion I had. I was, and am, on a journey of self-improvement. It was just another step. I wanted to get into the habit of writing daily and it gave me an outlet for that. I wanted to write things on a public forum, not thinking if anyone would read what I have to say, but as a means of keeping myself accountable for my actions. Codifying my journey to being better. The things that have helped me. The highs and the lows. Maybe to have something my son could read when he was older to see what his father was really like.
What I didn’t realise was I wasn’t just a singular entity on here. A self-contained cocoon. I wasn’t aware that it was like joining some sort of massive club where people wanted to talk to you and have you talk back to them. Embarrassingly I did not reply to my first ever comment. I thought it was a place people might just leave you a message like on Facebook or Twitter.
Speaking of which I didn’t even have those platforms on my phone or computer. I had steadily cut myself off from the outside world. I had little friends. The ones I used to have I had lost touch with. Unbeknownst to myself I had become lost.
But something has happened over the past two months I certainly never expected. In the course of pouring my heart into this I have found, amongst the daily outpourings of poetry, prose, motivational quotes, pictures, even diary type blogs, a wealth of inspiring outlooks, and inspiring people.
Ah, the people. The people I never even considered when I first started. The people who have come to be the biggest, and most welcome surprise. It’s not just the blogs some write, which are as diverse and heartfelt as anything. It’s the interaction. It’s the fact someone has taken the time out of their lives to not only read what you have to say but also let you know what they felt about it afterwards.
Yes, I’m aware it’s not all roses in the garden. That there are people chasing likes and follows. That some people will like posts before they’ve even had time to read them. That some information is a little dodgy. Like people telling you how to write blog posts but having spelling mistakes in the first paragraph. You can’t teach what you don’t practice. That’s ok. That’s the nature of the beast. To each their own after all.
I can accept that little bit of negative because it is far outweighed by the amount of wonderful content, and wonderful people that are found on here. The abundance of positivity, goodwill, heartfelt comments and posts is just staggering. My experience has been nothing but positive. There are people I have messaged with that I wish I knew in real life. I think they would be great friends and wonderful company. Some have been nothing but kind and sincere. Some impartial but truthful. But all, all of them, I would consider not just good people, but great people. People this world needs more of.
So hats off to you bloggers of WordPress. I am glad to have found you and I intend to give back as much, if not more, of what you have given to me. Much love to you all.
P.s. I didn’t intend to write this tonight as it’s not my usual thing. And that it isn’t actually an ode in its truest form. It’s just that I was after reading someone’s latest post (as heartbreaking as it was) and felt the need. Take care.