I read a lot of blogs, many of them, I have gone on a big cull recently and seriously cut down. Why? Well, partly because of time and because it doesn’t help me to get things done, but also for the most part they make me feel inferior.
My house isn’t as nice as theirs – it does’t help that the majority of people I read live in the USA and their houses are SO MUCH BIGGER than English houses. Compared to the English it seems to me that the average American lives in a house roughly ten times bigger.
I’m not as creative, not as healthy, not as spiritual, not as green, not as frugal..
I don’t try to keep up with the Jones financially, but I do try to keep up with the Bloggses. Which is ridiculous, how can any of us compare ourselves to each other. We didn’t start in the same place, travel down the same road, or have the same circumstances now
On top of this I think that many people just post about the great things in their life, which is completely understandable – who wants to air their dirty laundry in public? But, it does make it harder, this seems to be especially true on Facebook.
So, I try not to big up my life. Don’t get me wrong I am not going to be writing about every rubbish day that I have, because who wants to read that? But at the same time I can write about some difficulties, the craft projects that are a complete mess, the spiritual difficulties and things which relate to me personally. In other words be truthful.
What about you? How do you find blogland? Difficult to face sometimes?