My Toe Is In The Water

Why did I quit posting to my blog?

I felt competition.

That's first. I looked around as some other blogs. Pictures, links, contests. I pulled a Peter, started looking at the waves, got insecure, looked at my blog through the eyes of my critics. I felt like I had to pour in many hours to make it cool enough to compete, cool enough for people to like it, to like me.

And there it is.

My blog became, in my mind, another reason people might not like me.

"Have you seen that pathetic blog?"

Well, no it's not pathetic...now. But I was afraid that if all I did was put up writing...my thoughts...then it would be a pathetic blog and I wouldn't be cool. Once again, my critic has my ball sac in the death grip. She's threatening to twist it, twist and wrench, until the thing pops off in her hands, and then you know what she'll do with it?

Eat it.

Critics are never happy until they've consumed your essence.