I feel a certain sense of futility with my website. Once I'm dead, the url will expire, and with it 4 years of work would be gone. I don't plan on dying anytime soon, but it just feels like such a waste. I've written so much, and poured so much of myself into this website, and it feels like its all for nothing. Barely anyone reads what I write. I'm basically just talking to myself at this point.
I don't wanna quit, I love writing, and a lot of the time its one of the only things that keeps me sane. But if its just for me, what's the point of sharing it? I hoped that me writing about difficult emotions would help people who have felt similarly feel less alone, but nobody reads it, so what's the point?
I feel the same way tbh, a lot of things have felt vapid lately and it is really hard for me to write. Sitting to write feels like a chore now, rather than a creative exercise and then I feel it is largely for myself. I hope this is just a phase for me but I don't really know
I don't wanna quit, I love writing, and a lot of the time its one of the only things that keeps me sane. But if its just for me, what's the point of sharing it? I hoped that me writing about difficult emotions would help people who have felt similarly feel less alone, but nobody reads it, so what's the point?
I feel the same way tbh, a lot of things have felt vapid lately and it is really hard for me to write. Sitting to write feels like a chore now, rather than a creative exercise and then I feel it is largely for myself. I hope this is just a phase for me but I don't really know