I can’t believe how stressful blogging actually is. I don’t mean the ‘what will I write about today?’ stress. Or the ‘why has no one read my post?’ stress. Or even the ‘that’s clever, why can’t I be that clever?’ stress.
I don’t even mean the ‘I follow 99 blogs and can only actually visit 2 a day’ stress.
Nope. The stress I’m talking about is real stress. Real life stuff that matters.
Have you noticed how much you love some of the bloggers you’ve gotten to know? How much you know about their lives and how much you care about them? Have you thought about how many there are?
What happens when it’s suddenly not all papercrafting and organised cupboards? What happens when something goes wrong in their life and they share all of it or parts of it with us? You love them, you want them to be happy and it’s so stressful knowing that you are so far away and can actually do not much at all.
And then you multiply that by about 100 and you realise that you are in deep with more people than it’s probably healthy to even know. Don’t get me wrong, the feeling is probably not reciprocated, if they even know who you are. But the way their story tugs at your heart strings and the way you worry about them absolutely is.
We’ve all gone from intimately knowing maybe 5-10 people to intimately knowing hundreds. That’s a lot of weddings, births, birthdays, parents’ deaths, health scares, emotional hiccups, what-to-name-the-baby, he said-she said fights… wow, that’s a lot of life to see people through. A whole lot of emotional turmoil right there. I do wonder if it’s actually healthy to ‘know’ this many people. Do you think we’re meant to?