My old blog had a voice. The posts were mostly personal and I treated it like an online journal. I wrote about random things, but mostly relationships. I never claimed to be a guru, but I know what I’m talking about. I hoped people could learn from my experiences.
When I switched to this blog, I wanted to go into a different direction. I’m still not sure what direction to go in. People say to write what you know, but my mind branches off into many different directions. I want to blog about everything. Some days, I don’t want to blog at all. On these days, I’m usually stressed and I don’t want to post if it will end up sounding rant-y. I certainly hope the humor I use to cope with daily life translates through my posts.
I have so many posts written in a notebook (I love putting pen to paper so I don’t forget something!) and it’s just a matter of finding the time to write things down.
I’ll be honest: I’m having a hard time choosing what to write half the time. I try to find inspiration in my life, but the struggles are mounting now. I’m overwhelmed at times. It’s nothing I can’t handle in the long run, but my adjustment period is taking longer than I thought it would. The bad is outweighing the good. I was usually able to write about the bad and the strange, but I just don’t feel right sharing all this. Maybe one day I will.
I’m really struggling with my identity and I feel like my voice is temporarily lost. The thing is: I’ve never really stood on my own or been known for being me. I’m not Tina. Growing up, I was my parents’ daughter. When I moved out of their house and into my brother’s, I was known as his sister. When I left there, I met the man I ended up marrying and was known as his wife. Then Mini started school and now I’m just her Mother.
I have to figure out who I am and I think my blogger voice will follow. Stay tuned 🙂