I’m so tough on myself when it comes to schedules. If I say that I will do 3 posts a week on certain days of the week, I get super mad at myself if those posts then don’t happen. I know that my audience probably doesn’t care – I have a really understanding readership and I’m basically nobody. However, I’ll know. So, taking a break is never something I’ve really done intentionally… Until December.
Uni has always been effort, but the first term of my final year really took the most out of me. I was going through an awful time mentally, was doing more extra-curricular work than I should, and was drowning in deadlines and reading lists. I missed a lot of posts, and I convinced myself that Blogmas would make everything okay, and though loads of my posts were prepped, it took more out of me than I care to admit.
Instead of enjoying my Christmas and the atmosphere, I was tied up with sharing posts and checking my stats. The posting everyday wasn’t the issue – it was the pressure that came with the sharing and maintaining and creating social content to match. When I got back to London, I spent a few days being wrapped up on outings with friends and time with my family. I recall coming back from a sleepover at my friends on the 18th, thinking about the fact that my blog hadn’t even crossed my mind for the 24 hours I’d spent with them… and it was beautiful. It’s not like I wanted to give it up – I love it far too much for that, but I was worn out. And I feel like that started to reflect in my content.
My plan after Blogmas was to go straight back to my normal schedule of 3 posts a week. However – as you may have realised if you read my final post of Blogmas – I seriously couldn’t. The new year felt like a nice fresh start, and a good starting point to return to. So, I declared that that’s when I’d be back, and I tucked away all blog posts until then.
Turns out, I didn’t really take a break at all. From 27th December to the 1st, I spent many hours sat at my laptop scheduling blog posts. Suddenly, I had this sudden burst of motivation that I didn’t have before and before I knew it I was drafting and prepping posts like there was no tomorrow. I have content planned until mid-March, I had the first 3 weeks of content scheduled and ready to go… I had a whole new lease of life for my blog, all because I’d given myself a breather.
But, like I said, there was no real break. I blogged just as much – if not more – than I had been before. However, the difference was that I didn’t have the same time constraints as before. Having something to look forward to and prepare for renewed my love, and I no longer felt like a machine that churned out content. It became refreshing, exciting and on my own terms again.
This is the first time in the 2 years that I’ve done this, that I’ve ever taken a designated break of more than a couple of days. Yes, I know that it was only a week… But putting my foot down and deciding that nothing would come out for a while took the power back into my own hands, and brought back my love. If you’re ever feeling a bit tired of your blog/anything in life, or feel like your content is becoming a bit stale, I could not recommend a break more. I suppose it would be different if it were my full time job… However, with any sort of hobby, sometimes taking a step back and re-evaluting your direction can be the best thing for you.
So there you go! This was a bit of a word-vomitty post, but sometimes those are my favourite kinds. They’re the posts that kicked off my blog and I find them to be the most organic and free-willed, plus this was something that I wanted to talk about, as I was so impressed with the aftermath.
What are your opinions on breaks? Are you good at taking them? Let me know in the comments!
Lots of love,
Hey, I'm Jasmine Burke. A girl in her twenties fresh out of Uni that's trying to write in any way that she can. I go under the branch of "lifestyle" but honestly, you can find pretty much anything on here.
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