Blogging with my heart at the tip of my fingers

I always thought there was wisdom in what my former boss would always advise me about my blog. Remove the “icky stuff”, try not to be too personal, be more informative, less heart. Believe me, I tried.

The problems was, I wasn’t quite sure I could blog if not driven by an overwhelming emotional force, i.e. extreme loneliness I often blame on hormones or quarter-life, uncontainable excitement over a new gadget or an online shop I accidentally found, or strong feelings for something or someone I was momentarily crazy about. Hence, I continued blogging with my heart on my sleeve (or in this case, at the tip of my fingers).

And I like it. I like clicking the publish button after pouring my heart out on a post. I like that this blog has become my stage, that through it I get to share trinkets of my life to an audience composed not only of my mother and a bunch of loyal friends, but also unknown readers, lurkers, and strangers who accidentally land on these pages in search for some form of comfort, or inspiration.

Point is, there was just no way I could blog without giving away a tiny portion huge serving of my heart. Otherwise, it wouldn’t at all be.. me.

And it served me well, this heart-blog, my probono therapist of sorts. Having been a blogger for about a decade now, it just doesn’t feel right anymore to not have a little space in the web to fill with the big and small things happening in my life, albeit the sporadity of my posts, if sporadity is even a word.

On the downside, I’ve come to acknowledge the fact that publishing your thoughts on a public venue such as this makes them somehow irrevocable. I happened to have blogged about things I now wish I could delete, thoughts I’m not anymore proud of, stories I don’t want to remember.

This is the part where I confess to editing old blog posts, deleting unwanted names, sometimes even deleting entire posts altogether just because they make me cringe, as if the act would really take those parts off my past completely. I know it won’t, and Marian said it best when she said that maybe we’re not supposed to erase old scars. Still, it’s a guilty pleasure I couldn’t quite explain, and an awesome way to (uh) kill time, LOL. Please tell me I’m not the only one who’s doing this.

More than a year ago, when I spent a weekend in Cebu with Joni and Mae, while lounging in the infinity pool at Shangrila Mactan, I told my girlfriends that I was already tired keeping track of the names and stories of guys I date. (Not that there were a lot.) I told them I was ready to keep just one name in my heart, and to make kwento about that one guy, once and for all, for the rest of my life. I don’t know if J & M remember, but I like relieving moments like that, especially now that the time has finally come.

If you’ve been following my blog/s for the past couple of years and have read some boys’ names here and there, or maybe even seen a photograph or two, well, forget all the other names except this one:

David John.

From here on, he’s the only man I’m ever going to write about.

And from this point forward, I’m not going to be afraid of blogging with my heart.

  • http://joniang.com Joni

    This is by far my favorite among all your posts! SUUUPER LIKE! :)

    Yes, I remember that time by the pool when we talked about it! And I share your joy, my friend… this time the name “DAVID JOHN” is written in stone. :)

    Former boyfriends? What former boyfriends? Out of sight, out of mind. :))

  • http://www.abbiereal.com Abbie

    The reason why I love to read your entries is because you put your heart on them. :)

    (Hello, Riz. And David John. :) Horay for your love!)

  • Mae

    Excuse me, he’s not the only one, you’re going to have a son pa!!! hahaha epal lang :P MOVIE DATE SOOOOOOON

  • Mae

    And yes, I do remember that day, too (who wouldn’t!) we talked about your David John then, right? :D

  • http://www.chroniclesofvanity.com teeyah

    Wow. I’m happy for you :) And I believe in blogging from the heart, too :)

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  • Riz

    @Joni, @Maemae, Haha I wish we can magically transport ourselves to Shangrila Mactan and hang out by the pool anytime we want!!

    @Abbie, @Teeyah, Thanks girls :)

  • http://sinabsolution.com DK

    tears of joy. I am glad for you, I really and sincerely am. naiiyak talaga ako basahin.

    anyway, i think the reason why those names and old flames were there before is to teach you about things and to prepare you for that great love (David John, ehem) so you know what you want and what you dont want.

    I am glad for you. Lots of blessings and love!

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