Blogging- an escape or a prison?

I made this blog back in 2014 just to give blogging a try. Back then, I used to make accounts on every new thing that I became aware of just to know what the thing was about. Curious me! I do a lot of that today also but after getting a basic knowledge of things (to avoid the spams in my mailbox :P)
Coming back to blogging, I shared a few of my poetry in 2015. But never really cared to share it with my family, friends or acquaintances. I didn’t have the confidence. I didn’t fear criticism on my writing. I was just shy to let people know what “I feel”. I did blog anonymously then.

I don’t really remember but I guess back in August or September of 2017, after I started the Mulakaatein series, I had this urge to let people (family and friends) know what I was writing. And that was when I decided to make my identity known. Before that, I was somewhat interacting with people who followed or liked my blog and posts. I wasn’t aware of the Community Pool (CP). It was luck by chance that I found CP. It introduced me to a new world. I discovered bloggers and they discovered me.

The little community that I created here on WP became an escape for me at the starting of this year. I was reading blogs all day long. I’d read in the morning, in between my classes, during breaks from studying and before sleep. Why? Because I made a community that was positive and gave me the freedom to express my thoughts without being judged. I did share my posts on social media sometimes, thinking that I might get a reader or two. Because I know no one I know in real life is really interested in reading or knowing what I have to say. Many know that I blog. Some promise me time and again that they’ll surely read all my blogs one day when they have time. I really don’t expect them to read.

If you’ve been following me for quite some time, you must be knowing that I usually write poetry. Poetry has given me a chance to express my true thoughts implicitly. Once an acquaintance read a poem and asked me if there were any autobiographical references, I didn’t want to make my real thoughts naked and simply said a No. No idea is a new idea. Whatever I write has come from my experiences, my observations- from something I read, heard or saw. (Like this post is inspired by Goldie’s #TuesdayThoughts.)

By June, blogging had started to become a prison for me. I felt like posting regularly was becoming a task. I did not post anything in July. I was missing everything here. I feared if I would ever come back here and feel free. I don’t think I’m in a prison right now, but I do fear sometimes when I think about me blogging in the coming months. And that’s when I shut down my thoughts and decide to focus on me blogging right now.

When did you start blogging? How has your journey been?