Some of you might be wondering why I deleted my Twitter account this evening. The truth is, I've been unhappy with it for a long time. I see a side of a lot of people on Twitter that I don't like and would prefer not to know about. I didn't get into blogging to sidle up to PR people or get into a clique or hang out with the cool kids.
I got into blogging as an outlet for somewhere to talk about a topic I really like talking about, and to read other people's writing on that topic as well. I don't care about freebies or launches or meet ups or the 'right' way to write a blog. I don't care about who's a guru, or who's a quote-unquote professional, or who's cool or who has a million followers.
I don't judge anyone for setting up a blog for any reason they see fit. I don't judge people for wanting to take it further, and I don't judge them for using it to network or get to try products or do whatever the hell they want to do with it. But I choose not to do those things, and I feel sometimes like I'm being judged for it.
I'm a tiny drop in a big world, and I'm happy with that. I've met some fantastic people both through blogs and through Twitter, and I'm grateful for that. I've found awesome people who share my love of makeup and perfume, and I hope those people are happy to have found me too.
My Twitter may be gone, but my blog isn't going anywhere. I'm staying here in my little corner banging away about whatever crosses my mind. I hope you'll stay here with me.
P.S. This is a rant. I reserve the right to do that too.