I write about me and my life, stuff that’s happening, things I did back when. I take pictures, talk about nature, wildlife, trees. Especially trees.
It’s a reflection of not just what I feel, but what I think, what I enjoy, hope for, fear, and love. It is a bit of everything that touches me and the people around me. It isn’t entirely personal because many interesting or worrisome things aren’t about me, though they touch my life and presumably, yours.
Thus, I write about politics, news, movies, books, television. Ecology. I don’t always want to talk about me. Sometimes, I want to talk about you. Them. The world. Nature. And technology because we all use so much of it and it directly impacts our lives in myriad ways.
Sometimes — like right now — things happening around me are sad. Difficult. I’m not ready to talk about it.
I follow as many bloggers as I can. Most bloggers I follow write about life and take pictures too. Some are very funny, some are scary. They all vary their content from serious to funny and back again. I never know what I’m going to find when I visit.
A few blogs are entirely personal and grim. They have their blogging antennae permanently aimed inward The darkness within is complete.
After a while, I begin to tire of it. I get restless. The relentless recounting of one train wreck after another, the uninterrupted procession of bad luck stories, wears me down. I get numb when someone’s life contains no ray of light, no reason for joy, no hope of a better future.
I have to wonder if all that bad luck is merely bad luck. Is it possible for anyone to be so unlucky — without being at least partly responsible for the mess in which they find themselves?
Am I wrong? Am I being insensitive? Unfair?
I don’t have an answer. I know after months and sometimes, years, I cannot bear any more. Maybe God really is out to get him or her. Or perhaps it isn’t entirely coincidental that he or she can’t keep a job, roommate, or friend … and why everything in their lives turns to shit.
Can “personal” become “too much information”? How much is enough … and what’s too much?