I’ve thought about this all day (and honestly, also the entirety of the past two months) and I need a break.
You know how in relationships, people sometimes take a break to reconsider whether they’re right for each other? I need that. I’ve been using uni as an excuse to not post, but I know that if I really wanted to blog, I would have kept blogging. During my bachelor’s, I was really busy and I still managed to post, sometimes even almost every single day. And that was because I loved doing it. But that love is gone now. Blogging has become a kind of chore, something to tick off a to-do list, it’s no longer a reward.
I need some distance to see if I want to continue. I’ve been pushing myself to blog and that’s not good at all. It’s not easy saying goodbye to something that has been a big part of my life for so long, but I gotta do what feels good and that isn’t dragging myself through this. Who knows, I might be back in a month, a year, or never. And I have got believe that that is okay. I understand some of you might miss my posts, but it’s my life and time and mental health, I don’t want to waste it this way anymore. Because that’s what it feels like: a waste.
My blogging experience has been amazing. I’ve done so many amazing things and written things I’m proud of. I’ve made friends and helped people and read great books, but I’ve come to realize I can still do all those things without my blog. I’m not defined by it.
I’ve always lived according to the rule that if something doesn’t feel like it’s worth it anymore, I should quit doing it. And it’s time I follow my own rule.
So I’m saying goodbye, for now. Maybe I’ll be back, maybe I won’t.
You can always contact me on twitter or follow me on goodreads or instagram, I’m not going to disappear, I just won’t be on here anymore.