if only i could be a blogger. - blog nine

Blogging for me is something that I don’t think I can ever be good at. Why is it you may ask that I have an issue with blogging? (a real question)  Well I feel like sharing my thoughts and ranting about how I feel and volunteering my social comments just isn’t always the best idea because either their not always appropriate or they don’t really matter all that much (Simple compound sentence connected with and’s). With that being the said I think I can confidently add blogging to the list of things I won’t be doing as a career choice, or that I will be choosing to do on my own. However, as much as I don’t connect with blogging, I do think that writing for yourself to clear up those thing in which you might share in your blog can be beneficial (use of however).   I write all the time for my own benefit but I think the difference is I know no one is going to see it, and that makes me far more comfortable than knowing that anyone can read it (use of than). That’s probably what’s at the core of my insecurities with blogging or any type of visual presentation of my writing really is: I can’t control the way it’s interpreted. When I’m ranting, raving and sorting out what I’m thinking I think that for the most part that I should figure out what out all those things are and what they mean and my position before I allow someone else to try to figure it out . I think that’s only fair (Long Sentence followed by a short sentence??). I think it’s brave that someone can share their thoughts then sit and wait for someone to comment on it or make an opinion on it because I know I just get far too anxious (use of then). How does anyone get past that anxiety? How does anyone open themselves up to that? (Rhetorical question) I guess that’s the real issue- not knowing how the effects of opening yourself up to those you don’t always know (using a dash for emphesis?).  I guess I can continue talking in circles about my insecurities with my writing being read and my thoughts being analyzed, but the fact still remains blogging and I we don’t stand hand in hand. We stand more toe to toe locked in some sort of battle to see who can come out on top, and I never seem to be able to win.