Push It Aside

Nobody here ever comments on anything.
It's bloody depressing.
I love how I blog and blog and blog, and fill this place up with my thoughts and feelings, and yes people tell me that my blog is extremely depressing (I still don't quite see why, though...) and yet they still say that they genuinely enjoy reading whatever nonsense I blog, and yet nobody ever comments.
I genuinely love blogging. I enjoy it a lot, but it's extremely depressing to know that nothing I post seems to get people (if any even read my damn blog) to think about what I write, and write something to state their opinion on something. I mean, even a "your blog sucks" would be somewhat welcome. At least it would mean that someone actually reacted to my blog.
Or if anyone would even click on the little checkboxes at the end of each post. Seriously. I don't mean to sound bitchy, but is it really that difficult? Because it's truly frustrating how I feel like I'm talking to a wall almost all the time. And I'm already ignored on a day-to-day basis. Am I really that boring, that dull, even in my writing style?
I don't want to force anyone to comment on anything, because that just takes away the point of the comment option. It's an OPTION. And I know it, but I just wish that more people would feel moved (lol, what?) enough to comment or something. Ugh, I don't even know what I'm saying now.

Forget it.
I'll just keep on posting, and pretend that this blog actually has regular readers and not spam.

Comments

  1. SiegiusJuly 27, 2012 at 12:23 AM

    You know, you do have regular readers, I check in whenever I see a new post myself =) I often don't comment, lest I end up being the only one ever commenting on your blog =P but if it makes you feel any better, I'll comment more regardless. maybe after seeing that, more people will be encouraged to comment too! :)

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  2. CyanideJuly 27, 2012 at 12:25 AM

    Thank you so much :') And I apologise for sounding so bratty in this post - now I feel like I've forced others to comment. :/
    All the same, thank you!

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    1. SiegiusJuly 27, 2012 at 12:36 AM

      As a writer, I feel for you more than most. I thrive on feedback, but so far I have absolutely zilch back on my blog, so I sympathize with you :) and you're not forcing anyone to do anything. If anything, you've encouraged me to comment more and say the things I want to say but thought different of it simply because no one else was commenting and I didn't want to be the sole source of feedback. Maybe in time, as people see this lone person saying what's on his mind, they will slowly feel better about doing the same. In any case, you need not worry about your blog being totally barren anymore :)

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