When You Try Your Best and You Don't Succeed

It's really difficult to talk about bad things and negativity on here. My family reads this and I don't want them to have to worry about the things that I go through. I haven't updated my blog until just now with my last post ever since my first post a couple weeks ago.

Shortly after making it, I thought that having a blog was stupid. It made me not want to post anything or have anything to do with it. My sister reached out to me and told me not to forget about it, and even then, I still felt disoriented.

The last couple weeks have been very stressful and bad, really. I've been dealing with a lot of troubles with friends, most of which I wanted to put off for as long as I could. But a couple things came and hit me around the same time and I've been dealing with that on top of everything that I have to do for school and work instead of trying to do something here.

I thought about deleting this thing entirely. Or, just leave it here and forget that it ever existed. My troubles seemed more problematic that this blog could ever fix or change. I let all the negativity that was happening in my life affect my judgement on what this blog could be. It could be absolutely nothing and it might not.

I hope that I can improve and write more often in the future.

I hope I can look back on this in a couple days, or next month, or years from now and be proud of myself for not giving up on this so easily. I want to try. And if it doesn't take me anywhere then that's fine. But there's no harm in trying.