In January 2014 my blog will turn five years old. In blogging years that is like fifteen human
years. When I started blogging there
were many blogs that I read and enjoyed, but as the years gone by many of them
simply ceased to exist. From the pool of
blogs that I enjoyed reading only a handful are still active. Many bloggers simply grew bored with their
blogs or moved on to newer better things or died. But I am still here. Why? Well,
I am not sure. Blogging is a lot of work
and updating my blog’s social media presence is a seven day a week job. It’s not like you get days off and, even
worse, it’s not like you get paid to do it either (or at least I don’t). So I am left wondering, why do I do it and
should I not just quit while I am ahead?
Many people think that blogging is easy. I mean, you just scribble a few thoughts
down, try not to murder the English language with shitty grammar et voila – you have a blog post! Well it’s not. Many weeks I would message my friend and
fellow blogger GeeGee with the words “What
the fuck must I blog about this week?”
She will attest to this. Yet,
every week I manage cough up 900 to 1200 words, even though it’s seldom very
cerebral and most certainly won’t cause you to have an epiphany about your own life. But people seem to enjoy it. I am not really sure how I do it, it just
happens albeit sometimes forcibly and accompanied by an army of four letter
words that I always have to edit out.
You know, because you can’t curse like a sailor if you are about to
become a dad.
Through the last few years I also made some “enemies” and I have received my fair
share of hate mail. Luckily I’ve not
receive any dead animal parts via FedEx or any credible death threats. Yet. Even
though I am sure in some people’s minds they have thought about ways they’d
like to permanently remove me from society.
Fortunately for me I have grown use to hate mail and it doesn’t really affect
me anymore. You can only be told that
you are going to hell so many times before it completely loses its impact. I have also found that even within the LGBT
community there are many folks who dislike me personally and my blog. Perhaps it’s because they envy what I have; a
stable marriage of fifteen years, a career, a mildly successful blog and the
fact that my husband and I are about to adopt a child. Who knows and who cares. We are all bitches sometimes.
Initially when I started my blog I wasn’t quite sure what it
should be and I must admit that in the beginning I really sucked at it. But, as I continued I found my voice and my
blog started to evolve into what it is today.
Every time I hear or read about the plight of my LGBT brothers and
sisters, how they are being oppressed and discriminated against, both locally
and abroad, a little part of me dies. It
saddens me and I have found that the only way to make it better is to write
about it here on my blog. I am under no
illusion that there are better forms of activism and of having your voice heard,
but this is what I am most comfortable with. It is what it is and I won’t apologize for it. Being somewhat of a misguided optimist I also
don’t like dwelling on negativity and firmly believe to look at the brighter
side of life - hence my sometimes warped sense humor.
I firmly believe that if you cannot laugh at yourself you
have not had enough therapy. Life can
suck sometimes and the only way I get through those days that are just determined
to be filled with assholes is by laughing.
You’d be surprised how a sense of humor can get you through the toughest
times. Well, humor and medication that
is. They make a fabulous
combination. Even at times when I am
depressed and wallowing in self-pity I manage to find something to giggle
about. And if I can’t then there are
antidepressants. Coincidentally, the antidepressant
I am on now is making me fat and it puts me in an impossible position: Do I stop taking them and have a Sylvia Plath
moment or do I remain on them and become chubby(er)? I mean even my cat is making fun of my weight
on her fan page because she to can be an asshole! And she is way more famous than I am on Facebook. But I digress...
You guys I have been blogging for a fucking long time and
many weeks I thought about quitting my blog.
I have even spoken to friends about it and their opinions have been
varied. Some say yes quit and others say
don’t. But in the end the final decision
lies with me. So why do I still
continue? Well the answer is simple –
because you are still reading it. Some
of you have been here since my blog was started, some of you left and came back
and some of you are new. As long as
there still is an audience for my blog I will continue write. I can’t promise that I won’t use shitty
grammar, the odd F-word and I can’t promise that each week you will get Pulitzer
Prize worthy mind meanderings to consume.
But what I can promise you is this - each week when you return I will
still be here. And to all my haters I have
only one thing to say to you – suck it bitches!
Till
next time.
2 comments:
Comcisely, we are still reading, soon you will have dozens of new topics, subjects and escapades (tiny feet going pitter-patter), and then..... There is the little matterof that camp pink keyboard!!!!
Midnight caller, I can see my blog turning into a gay daddy blog. Not sure how that will go down with my readers. Guess we are going to have to wait and see.
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