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My Poor Feedly RSS Feed

Sometimes I feel kind of sad whenever I check my Feedly RSS because over the years, I have subscribed to quite a long list of favorite bloggers. Nowadays, whenever I load the feed, I realize that I have to find more blogs to follow because a lot of those favorite bloggers have stopped blogging and sharing.

Admittedly, once upon a time, I considered it too. What with having someone flagging my old blog for being politically insensitive and all that (it wasn't REALLLLYYYYYY politically-motivated) because it was an age whereby Malaysia was not really prepared for free speech. Real free speech. Or freedom of having an opinion....and a blog.

So yes, I thought that I might as well stop or go anonymous or something because no one was really reading, anyway. I've lost my old blog.

But it was then that I received an email asking me 'How come you are not updating your blog anymore? Miss your posts!'

There, right there, written on my Karma sheet '1 life touched' and touching 1 life was pretty damn good to me!

Blogging, to me, isn't really about gaining popularity or making a name for myself (it used to be so and Good heavens, it became a burden) anymore. Sometimes, by sharing your life with others, it touches theirs or they can draw a comparison, draw a laughter or a smile. It might even help someone turn over a new leaf, who knows with the internet these days.

So, it makes me sad that some of these bloggers have stopped sharing their life with their readers or found blogging kind of pointless. I don't think it is pointless. Sure, you don't know who is reading it, someone might be judging you, criticizing you or think your blog posts are lame azz sh*t that they laugh over with their friends. If you post a picture, someone might be comparing a picture of you taken 12 years ago with a current picture just to see how fat you've become. LOL! I am laughing because someone shared this story with me and it IS real.

I remember listening to a talk whereby the speaker said 'So you're afraid that someone is judging you or criticizing you? Some years down the road, you will start thinking that you don't care that someone is judging you or criticizing you. Some more years down the road, you are sitting down in your living room, sipping tea, wondering about what you done with your life, you'll start realizing that people weren't really thinking about you, they were thinking about THEMSELVES.'

All those years wasted. Hahaha...

Me? I don't think I am going anywhere. And as great as Twitter is as a mouthpiece, I don't think it has the power to pull me away from Blogging.

So long as this blog gives me the chance to touch one life, one life at a time, I will trudge on.


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