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The End...

100.


Why are we here? What is the point to this huge social experiment we are partaking in? You don't know? Yeah me neither.


You'd think for my one hundredth post it would be something inspiring, something I have spent a long time putting together. The truth is it isn't. I'm sat here with no reason at all to write. I have nothing meaningful to say...at least I don't think I do, let's just see how this pans out.


I have a confession, I've thought about stopping. I've been questioning myself about carrying this on. "What's the point" my mind is asking. My reply is, well, I have no reply. What is the point? Is the point egotistical reasons? Maybe, sometimes. Is the point to help me? It was and more than likely will be again one day. But right now, this moment there is no reason to carry this on. Not like I have been anyway. Trying hard to post something new each week. I'm enjoying the space from the pressure I found I created for myself. Of course if I have a desperate urge to jot down some words for you to read I will. But for now I'm going to just allow myself to breath for a little while.
I want to focus more on other things. Photographs, seeing the beauty in what I'd  normally ignore. I need to focus on upcoming challenges such as learning to drive. I want to get out more and grow my confidence, I want to see myself as a strong, confident 25 year old tackling a scary world. I want to start a family. I want so many things and I won't achieve any of them by doing nothing.
I'd like you to do the same, if you aren't. Come see the outside with me. Look at the trees and see their beauty. I've fallen in love with the trees. Find your voice with me, no more letting others treat you badly. Let's shout to the clouds together. Let's go and take as many photographs as we want and post them all onto Instagram with no shame whatsoever.
Let's go have an adventure together.


Much love
Beth xx

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  1. Jo02 March, 2016 01:44

    Beth,

    Do not put yourself under pressure to write for other people. Write for yourself and do not worry about how many people view it or comment on it.

    I have not updated my blog for a week or two because I have had nothing I wanted to say. That does not mean I will not continue, just that I do not feel pressured to put a new blog up purely because people expect it.

    Do it in your own time - do it for you - do it for your dad if you want, but do not do it for other people because you feel that you have to.

    Write when you want in your own time.

    Lots of love,

    Jo

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