I've never written a personal note on my blog... ever. Maybe that makes me seem unapproachable I'm not sure. However, I felt the need to write today simply because there has been a lot going on in my personal life in regards to my blog.
I have decided to take a break indefinitely, from blogging. I thought it was best to explain myself instead of just halting my posts and leaving my readers high and dry. Being such amazing supporters, you deserve more than that.
Over the past few months, I have grown increasingly unsure of the direction that my blog is going. Having picked it up two years ago, I have changed the name and layout more times than I can imagine, that kind of inconsistency is no good for anybody. I reflect on it now and I realize that I never had a clear idea of what I wanted to blog about, and even if I did, I certainly don't remember why now.
I am always referred to as a perfectionist, and I feel like I haven't been putting my best foot forward. Rather than do random posts, I want to produce content that I know my readers will love, and will feel the need to engage in.
I will therefore, be taking a break from my blog, until I either figure out if I want to continue with Quaint of Heart, change my direction, start over from scratch or just quit blogging altogether. You might see a post here or there from time to time though.
I truly love blogging, but the passion is not what it used to be.
On a final note, I want to thank you for all your love and support since I have been writing. You are the reason I want to make sure my content is what you are looking for. Every blogging decision I make, I do so with you in mind, and that is why this post, which could possibly be Quaint of Heart's last, is actually pretty hard to write.
Thank you so much for reading and I hope you understand.
Love always,
Danielle.
Back from my overdramatic meltdown (I promise you only saw a fraction of it). I almost stopped dreaming I realized. I had my priorities all wrong. Now after some good crying (because really sometimes that's the best thing for you), I have my near future figured out. And while I have a ways to go, that's ok, I've realized I'm human, I can fuck up once in a while, and I can accept it. That's apart of learning, apart of growing. I was so afraid of failure, I would hyperventilate at the thought (my heart actually just skipped a couple beats as I wrote that), but I'm learning, I'm taking it slow, I know now that everything doesn't have to be perfect... and I'm okay.
