I hate blogging. I hate feeling like I have to capture every moment perfectly to then regurgitate later. I hate feeling like I owe people explanations about choices that I make. I hate that people are mean and judgmental. I hate staring at the computer after work. I hate feeling obligated.
But on the other hand I love rereading my blog. I love the memories that I make. I love the stories that I create with words. I love the people that I have met. I love scrolling through the photos. I love seeing how I change.