I haven’t jumped on the Twitter bandwagon. In reality, the only social media vices I have are: my personal Facebook account, and well, this blog.
I spent a lot of time fighting the Facebook thing. And, then one day I just gave in. It seemed like a good way to keep in touch with friends and relatives far away – and then a good way to catch up with high school, even elementary school friends – and then a good way to stalk people’s lives and always know what’s going on.
And, then there was blogging. I used to have a Windows Live Space, back when I was a teenager. And, then I started another blog a few years ago, which a few friends had access to. Then, I decided on anonymity and ditched that blog and started The Undomestic Housewife.
And, that’s not why I started this… I started this to have an outlet. And, somewhere along the way I was blessed with finding a few friends – people who care enough to read my ramblings, and to post a comment, a thought of encouragement. I love that I have a place where I can be me – freely, without censoring.
And, last night, as I was rattling on to AMP about buttons and stats and ads and popularity and comments – I realized, I may be getting addicted to this blog.
I love the chance of writing my thoughts… but I’ve begun to spend a little more time each day obsessing about stats, my lack of brilliant post ideas, genius post titles, my hunger for popularity and recognition…
And, yes, it would be pretty cool to be as popular as Mama Kat or Kris @ Pretty All True… but, that’s not why I started this… And I need to remember that when I start obsessing about whether I should start a Twitter account to attract more visitors to my blog…
Inspired by prompt no. 5 at Mama Kat’s – How has social media changed you?
P.s. About the Twitter thing – anyone have any opinions on whether its worth me trying…?