A year ago my life was turned upside down. I went from blogging every day, to blogging 5 days a week, to blogging sporadically. I would like to blame the lack of blog posts on time but that would be a lie.
For one, I am just plane lazy. When you write a blog post it takes energy to write it as well as the emotional energy of sharing something that is personal to you. My life is very uncertain now and I spend so much energy trying to stay calm that at the end of the day I don’t really feel like talking about it. After I put Amelia to bed, if I don’t have any work to do for the comedy club I either go to bed or watch TV.
The other reason I don’t write is because I feel like I am in the middle of a crazy time and we don’t know the end result or solution yet. My articles and blog posts written today would be more like, “Things are crazy and I have no answers on how to solve stuff. The end.”
The other reason I don’t write as much is because I can’t talk about what is going on. I mean I can but I don’t want to call my lawyer every time I write a tweet or post and ask him if it’s ok.
The worst part about this is I really miss writing and being an open book. Talking about my problems empowers me and makes them seem less scary. I am lucky in that I have a ton of great friends that are supportive but I miss sharing with my internet friends.
Hopefully, I will be able to be open again but for now I will try to find things to write about that I enjoy and have nothing to do with me.