Renezrael

I Don't Really Do This

I'm not usually a blogging or journaling kind of guy but I think that it's important that people have a place where they can freely share their thoughts without having to worry about dealing with the ever present algorithms of social media these days.

Do I love to post a silly little quip or random though on Bluesky? Yeah sure, of course I do. But where is a good place for deeper thought and exploration? I could keep things hidden away in my notes app, or even just have a folder on my computer for myself or an actual physical journal, but there's something both nostalgic and connecting about posting a public blog.

Growing up I spent a lot of time online just browsing random sites, and eventually found multiple blog hosting sites that made it easy to find random blogs. I would spend hours just reading about people's lives and I found that to be such a wonderful experience. It's like online people watching, which is admittedly a favourite hobby of mine. I love seeing what people are up to from an outside observer position. You learn a lot about the human condition by just being a neutral observer, and as someone that's never quite felt fully human, it gave me a lot of insight.

Of course not all blogs are truthful, and many people embellish their stories or just outright make things up, but that was part of the fun! There were times where I came across personal writing projects in the form of a blog, or interactive story games (which I honestly never participated in but loved watching unfold), or sometimes it was just someone's blog that they used for personal comfort or catharsis by making up the life they wish they had. Those last ones always hit me the hardest when it was revealed that they were not honest in their posts, because I always wondered what could be so painful in someone's life that they would just go and lie on the internet.

Maybe liking blogs the way that I do makes me a bit of a nosey person, but I look at it more as a healthy sense of curiosity about the lives of other people. My anxiety has always made it hard for me to talk to and connect with people, but even just reading the blogs of others made me feel slightly less alone in the world. While I don't remember many blogs from my childhood in particular I appreciate every single person that posted. They helped me learn more about people, about life, about possibilities, and creative outlets. As a reader, I love blogs. So maybe I can start to love to write them? I do love to yap, so maybe, just maybe, this will be worth a shot.