This year I celebrated my four year blogging anniversary, and although I didn’t write a blog post or shoot and 4 year photos – the day came. It’s been on my mind a lot lately that I can’t believe that I’ve been doing it for so long. I’m a giver-upper, and the moment things stop happening quickly or don’t happen at all, I can’t help but feel the need to quit. I’ve done it with everything I’ve ever gotten into – but it seems that blogging and I are going the distance.
Blogging is my longest relationship ever. I’ve written posts that are considerably terrible which are now archived away never to be seen again, I’ve written heart-felt posts which I’ve been too shy to post, and your average OOTD post, my blog has undergone makeovers quite a lot and I went self hosted a year ago.
My blog has also presented me with many opportunities to work with brands, but the best opportunity that my blog has ever given to me is the one to express myself, have a space on the internet where I can talk about the things that I like or the things on my mind. I’ve been doing it for four years and have absolutely no intentions of stopping anytime soon.
I was passionless for the longest time
I’ve always been a creative person, I remember when I was in year 4 and I proudly showed the class my self portrait that we had to make every year, I was the only kid in the class who didn’t draw themselves with multi coloured hair and a cape. I was so proud. I remember when I decided to do textiles, BTEC art and GCSE art in high school and photography in my last year and how much it made me enjoy school because I had the chance to express myself somehow. I studied fashion in college and somewhere along the lines: found blogging.
At this point, I’d kind of fallen out of love with drawing and sewing, I think I overdid it and the fact it had become a chore and a task is what made me want to give up. I haven’t seriously drawn anything since I was in college, although a brief resurrection did happen when my sister gave me a tablet to draw with in Photoshop, I realised quickly that I was out of practice.
When I began blogging, it was the fact that I was writing that ignited a flame in my soul. I was passionless for the longest time, I had no hobbies and nothing to do that made me feel any joy. Reading blogs and watching YouTube made me realise that I wanted to have my own space on the internet. I’d always loved writing stories and my favourite topic in school besides art was English, so it made sense that I’d like blogging too.
I always saw myself as the type of blogger who would give great lifestyle tips and show you the best outfits when I first got into it, and the turn out was that I’d end up writing lots of think-pieces and elevate myself by pointing out everything wrong with me that I want to change. I’m definitely not trendy and I consume so many Pringles and chicken dippers I may as well be one.
So, we’re going the distance?
Well, I hope so. I admitted on my Instagram stories last month that I’d eventually, someday, like to go freelance. Right now isn’t the time, but hopefully someday it’ll come and I’ll be able to do this as my full time gig whether that’s in another four years or more.
This year has already shown me that I can really pull out some great content if I try hard enough, at some point last year I was definitely relying on my bedroom to be my backdrop and my words weren’t really coming to my head all that often, it was making blogging a little bit tricky for me. This year I’ve been blessed with some motivation and confidence and I’ve managed to pull myself up a bit and get back into blogging – I have that excited feeling that I had when I first started writing.
My inspirations lately have also been very mixed, I read a lot of blogs and see the world from many unique point of views, a lot of the blogs that I really love don’t actually write all that much but show me beautiful imagery, and the blogs that I enjoy reading are text heavy – they’re witty and funny, personal and deep whilst also having the courage to talk about themselves in their most vulnerable times. The blogosphere is full of interesting and unique people. I hope that I can make it so that I too, am interesting and dedicated enough to turn this into my job.
I have always thought, and will always think, that blogging is one of the hardest things I’ve ever gotten into, it’s taught me a lot about sticking to a schedule, having things on my mind constantly and trying to figure out a way to turn it into a blog post or articulate what I’m trying to say in a way that makes sense. I don’t think blogging has ever actually gotten easier for me, if anything I’ve only made it harder, but that to me, is all part of the fun of it, it’s what keeps it exciting and fresh for me. I like the fact that I’ve challenged myself with self-shooting outdoors, I like the fact that last year I challenged myself to write think-pieces every week instead of making it easier for myself by just writing reviews like I was doing.
I’ve found a middle ground that I’m happy with though. I like my blog right now, I want to go the distance, and hopefully you’ll stick around with me!