I’ve always been curious/nosey about other people’s lives, what actually goes on in the four walls of their homes. You can think you know someone quite well, maybe you work alongside them for years and talk to them about everything under the sun, only to realize they were actually a hoarder and their place quite condemned.
It always fascinates me to know that what you see on the outside can look very different from what you might see if you were a fly on the wall.
I’m curious about relationships. Why do people stay, why do people go? More so the stay part to be honest. Usually there is a reason to leave and exiting the situation is the logical next step, it’s going with the flow. But even when people stay in relationships, there’s often unresolved issues and never going to be resolved issues. Yet they stay, they swim upstream.
I’ve written this before, how after I left my husband and started a new life, on my own with my kids, different ladies would confide in me their own unhappiness. They would want advice on how and why I took the leap out of my marriage. They would say they were quite unhappy and had been for years, how nothing’s changed and will change. They end the conversation by saying they are going to do it, to leave, to kick him out or whatever. But ten years has gone by and there they are, living supposedly so unhappily, going on vacations with the monster of a husband they don’t even love.
That blows me away. So what changed? Or did they just get too lazy? Was it too much work or too scary to be on your own?
I hope I don’t come off sounding like I’m advocating for relationships to end. But if you are living each day unhappy and you’ve tried and tried to make things work and they’re not, then I don’t believe in staying in unhappy situations. But I am very curious on why and how people stay.
On a different topic, I’m curious about how my fellow WordPressers got here. How they found this platform and had they tried others. What made them decide to start a blog.
For me, I’d been writing for our local newspaper and when it changed ownership I was no longer interested in writing for it, the standards it held dropped considerably. I was left only journaling in my personal diary.
My mom had suggested years ago to try a blog but I didn’t honestly even know what a blog was or what someone wrote in a blog. So I spent some time googling and reading different blogs on different platforms.
Somehow and for some reason I chose WordPress and here I am.
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