I started blogging years ago. I’m pretty sure I had a Xanga blog, when those were a thing. Over the years my blog has evolved from silly surveys to how I process the lessons I’m learning. And sometimes those lessons involve other people.
So this is an open letter to any of you who think a blog is about you or I’m writing this because we’ve had a conversation about my blog. Chances are yes, you have inspired a blog. Chances are you’re part of my life and part of my story. Maybe you read something and think, hey that sounds an awful lot like a conversation/situation/date/argument we had.
Part of who I’m learning to be is someone who is vulnerable. I’ve learned I have to say the things I need to say. I’m not always good at saying them in person. I’m better with words and I’m better after I’ve had time to think about them. I’m a reactor. Many of you know this. I’ve also been known to say things I don’t mean that get me in trouble.
So while yes, many of these blogs may involve you or may sound familiar, they aren’t about you. (And that means MANY of the guys who’ve asked me if I’ve written about them.) What this blog is really about is life and honesty and trying to make sense of a crazy world. Quite a few of you read my thoughts, which is humbling to say the least. But to be honest, I’d keep writing if no one read my words.
I blog for myself but I also blog for you. As much as I like to think my life is extraordinary and unique, I know it’s not. I know someone else has experienced every single thing I have. Maybe not in the same order or combination, but my life is not something new. I guess I just want to know I’m not alone.
My words are never meant to wound or create villans. Sure, I’ve been hurt but I’ve also done my fair share of hurting. Maybe even more so. I will never play the victim and I’ll never make someone out to be a bad guy. I hope my thoughts and my words are fair. Especially when it comes to relationships. I am NOT a man-basher (mom…) and I am NOT trying to set women back 100 years.
With all that being said, I’m not going to use your name in a blog (unless you’ve given me permission). I’m not going to air my dirty laundry in public. I’m not going to disrespect you on the internet. I’m not interested in turning this into a crusade.
I want to figure out how all the messy pieces of my life make sense and you’re welcome to join in the journey.
And that, my friends, is why I blog.