Writer’s block is a weird place to be. It’s like quicksand — the more you try to force your way out, the deeper you sink. And let’s be real, the world has changed a lot since I was last active here. Do people even read blogs anymore? Or is everything just short, snappy, and scrollable now?
Most of the blogs I used to follow have gone quiet. Maybe their creators have also moved on, caught up in the whirlwind of social media, trends, and content creation. Maybe blogging just isn’t the thing anymore. I don’t know.
But here’s what I do know: writing helps me. Always has. Especially when I’m overwhelmed or feeling off. Putting words on a page has this strange way of untangling the chaos in my head. It’s never been about chasing likes or views — it’s always been about clarity, catharsis, and connection (even if it’s just with myself).
So, am I alone in this? Maybe. Maybe not. But if you’re reading this, and it resonates — hey, maybe we’re in the same boat after all.
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