Recently, a few friends told me that they missed my blog and wanted to know if I was ever going to write again. Of course, I basked in the glow of their complements about my writing, but when I thought about it, I really didn't know if I was going to write anymore. Frankly, I couldn't remember the last time I had even looked at my blog. Not only have I not written, but I have all but stopped READING my favorite blogs that I have read for years. I used all kinds of excuses. My workload increased, the kids and their activities left me completely spent and unable to write. But I knew I was lying. I have always been busy, but that never stopped me from writing to bitch about how busy I am. The truth was, Facebook killed my blog.
Awhile back, I wrote about how Facebook completely sucked me into its warm, gossipy lair. While I recognized that I was sucked in, I didn't try to stop it. All of my favorite bloggers became my friends, so I was "seeing" them everyday. I started to update nearly everyday on my page. It was so much easier to upload a cute picture of the kids with a snappy quip about the cuteness I had just witnessed than to sit down and write about what was really going on in my day. I figured that my readership had dwindled to single digits, so who cares?
This morning, I happened to go into my blogger account and noticed that I hadn't written since November 3rd of LAST YEAR. I couldn't believe it had been that long. So much has happened since November 3rd of last year. Most of it I haven't posted on Facebook because I am not comfortable sharing anything that isn't cute with 280 of my closest friends and family. I then suddenly remembered why I started my blog in the first place. In 2005, I had just had my second child, relocated halfway across the country two months later, and was dealing with being a SAHM for the first time ever. Did I mention that I am pretty sure that I had postpartum depression at the time but didn't recognize it? I needed to write my blog for therapy, to instill some calm and sanity in what was a really rough period in my life.
It's time for therapy again.