I think the flavor of a blog depends a lot on the type of writing the person is doing. Creative, therapeutic, or just looking to be social. People have many reasons for starting a blog. I should imagine if someone was dying from cancer their blog might be full of a lot of bad stuff. And yet getting it out is very good for them according to research. Best thing to do? If you find a blog that’s offensive or boring, don’t follow it. It’s kind of like parents whining about what their young kids see on TV, yet THEY have control of the remote. Just find blogs that fit your sense of spirit.
I think many people start blogging while they have someething to say, or to share and then, when there is nothing interesting left to say, that’s when they start whining about life and about the past. A past that they can’t let go. It’s hard to unfollow people that you start to like, just because they became boring..if that makes any sense.
Sometimes it seems happiness is also over-rated like so much else. Then again, out of its own volution, happiness pops up like a weed amongst the rocks . And it begs to be taken notice of.
I think the flavor of a blog depends a lot on the type of writing the person is doing. Creative, therapeutic, or just looking to be social. People have many reasons for starting a blog. I should imagine if someone was dying from cancer their blog might be full of a lot of bad stuff. And yet getting it out is very good for them according to research. Best thing to do? If you find a blog that’s offensive or boring, don’t follow it. It’s kind of like parents whining about what their young kids see on TV, yet THEY have control of the remote. Just find blogs that fit your sense of spirit.
I think many people start blogging while they have someething to say, or to share and then, when there is nothing interesting left to say, that’s when they start whining about life and about the past. A past that they can’t let go. It’s hard to unfollow people that you start to like, just because they became boring..if that makes any sense.
I guess in that regard blogships aren’t that much different than friendships in RL…
Sometimes it seems happiness is also over-rated like so much else. Then again, out of its own volution, happiness pops up like a weed amongst the rocks . And it begs to be taken notice of.
I think it’s within us. Pretty much like a flower or a weed, water it and it will bloom, if not it will die sooner or later.
I thought it was just ME 🙂
No Marilyn it’s not just you 🙂