Fun fact: I’ve been blogging, off and on, for twenty years. Two of those years were before the word blog existed.
I started oversharing on the Internet at the tender age of 13, and while the frequency and comfort with doing so has waxed and waned over the years, blogger has been a rather key part of my identity.
Maybe it’s a little less of my identity than it used to be… I let the blog go dark after I departed from New York City in 2016. I couldn’t afford my hosting, and I was struggling with what I wanted to put out there for public consumption during a time in my life where everything was changing and I was grieving the things that I’d lost.
Even now, I’m not entirely sure why I want to go back to doing it.
I don’t really have a plan or much of an intention.
I mostly just want a space on the Internet to call my own again.
I want a place where I can write down long form thoughts and share them with the world, a space to explore my creative side, a place to connect with others… Somewhere apart from the noise of social media.
To be honest, my desires around my blog feel very old school of me. I don’t have anything to prove. I don’t have a singular subject that I want to focus on to build an audience. I don’t want to build a business out of it (though, it would be nice if somebody paid me).
I just want to be a person documenting my human experience.