According to Dictionary.com a boundary is “a line which marks the limits of an area; a dividing line.” It’s a word we all hear being thrown around more and more as our social environment has been shaped and changed by our phones, social media and other social expectations/ norms. We’re more accessible to the outside world than ever before, so it’s important we put the correct measures in place to look after ourselves.
When I started blogging over four years ago, boundaries weren’t something I ever considered. I just wrote and wrote, not thinking of my own wellbeing or impact on my private life my posts may have. As I got more experienced, I realised how important it was to set clear boundaries as a blogger (or any content creator). Yes, I was sharing a lot of my life online but that didn’t mean I had to share everything.
From my time in the blogging community, I don’t feel that boundaries are talked about enough. There’s very little advice on the matter and you’re sort of just left to fumble your way around till you find something that works for you. During my break off blogging I had a lot of time to think about and re-evaluate the boundaries I have for this blog. Now that I’ve reassessed my own boundaries, I wanted to share some of my advice on setting boundaries as a blogger, with the hopes that it’ll help some of you out and maybe prevent you from making some of the mistakes that I made in my first few years.
By no means is this an exhaustive list, but it’s a start for sure.
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Over the past few weeks I’ve been reading Parent yourself again by Yong Kang Chan. It’s a non-fiction book that is based on the idea of using mindfulness and self compassion to understand your inner child and inner parent to not only come to a better understanding and relationship with your own parents, but to also parent yourself in the way you’ve always wanted to be.
The full title is, Parent yourself again: . The author’s had a really interesting life, he’s a blogger and private tutor who’s had a verity of jobs like being an accountant all the way to being an animator. Parenting yourself again isn’t his first book, some of his other work includes Empty your cup and The disbelief habit.
If you like shorter reviews do a quick summary up here, and then blows can be a more in depth review of the things I found just weren’t for me, and some of the issues with the writing I did pick up on. Continue reading “Parent yourself again – book review”
One of the best decision I made was going to a university that was away from home. In the near by towns to where I grew up there were a few university that weren’t too bad, it would have been a lot easier to enroll with them. But I didn’t, instead I made the decision to travel over the border and swap gloomy England for even gloomier Wales.
I expected the move to be hard, so many people had told me that the first few weeks would be the worst, that I’d be so home sick. But this wasn’t the case for me. Sure, on the first night after I’d said goodbye to my mum and brother I did have a little cry, but after that I took to university life extremely well. There wasn’t this painful transition that I’d be warned about by so many. I loved living alone, I loved having control over what I did that day and if I didn’t want to go out then I didn’t have to (unless I had classes).
I was studying for my dream job, I had amazing flatmates and new friends, I loved it. Loneliness wasn’t something that crossed my mind… until it did.
Continue reading “Learning to be alone”
There’s a post sitting in my drafts pile, all the content is there, I wrote it by hand in my diary and typed it into a post for you guys. However, I’m slowly becoming more conflicted about publishing it. I’m not entirely sure why this is the case, but I think it has something to do with the past week and a bit. I’ve been deeply inspired by other bloggers who talk so openly about their mental health and how through them being vulnerable, they’ve aided and helped their readers. Their words and stories have challenged me to share some of my own battles and thoughts. Sure, I’ve talked about my own struggles with an eating disorder on here, but nothing like the scale that some of peoples share. All of this has left me staring at this page unable to continue, too conflicted and confused to really do much else.
So, I’m putting it to rest for a bit and moving on to this one, I’m going to change my tune and instead of looking at myself I’m going to spend a while contemplating all the things I’m grateful for. Continue reading “Things I’m grateful for – pt3”