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July 24, 2012

Writer’s Block, Blogger’s Rage and Other Reasons To Disconnect

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This past week I went through a couple of days of “I don’t know if I want to do this anymore”.

Yup. Like most bloggers and certainly most writers, or really anyone working as a freelancer, you go through a moment of temporary despair.

Granted, in my defense, I was sick and just annoyed with everything. Being sick and unable to blog, or write, or do anything creative made me feel, even for a brief moment, like I had nothing left to give…or worse yet, that I didn’t want to.

Then, I got better. And my head slowly started to clear. I sat down to blog about our visit to Philadelphia and came across this photograph.

It’s a photo of my 7 year old. Happy. Super happy, in fact. We were in our hotel room taking a break from the heat, doing nothing really special other than resting, cracking jokes, and enjoying each others company in a hotel room.

But I remembered his laughter, and how much traveling together gives us the opportunity to share that beautiful sound and create happy moments together.

I remembered how there are so many people who don’t vacation and who don’t understand the beautiful way in which a trip, any trip away from work, stress, regular life, can create conversations and bonding moments, not to mention improve our mental, emotional, and physical well-being.

I remembered that I love this. I love sharing my stories, but most of all proving to other families stuck in the “we can’t do that” mindset that, in fact, they can.

But, most importantly, I remembered how incredible our life is because we are travelers, because we see value in the next adventure, and because we so love experiencing it all together – yes, even the teen would agree: traveling as a family is fun and we are incredibly blessed every single time we get to do.

I know that there are others out there who commit their time and days and craft to informing with the hopes of inspiring others through their passions and experiences and who have a day, a week, a month, or more when they feel it’s just not worth it. Maybe we loose our focus and get distracted by the game. Maybe we become over-eager, overly ambitious. Maybe we just get tired and need a break.

Mine lasted for a very short time and went pretty unnoticed. But, that one week felt like it was about to define the rest of my life until I realized that I am already exactly where I want to be to do that.

I got distracted and a bit disillusioned. But I also placed my priorities and wants in the wrong place, and the conflict with those and who I am made me unhappy. I thought it was my work, but no. It was my thinking that I could do something that goes against what I love to do most and who I am as a blogger, as a writer, and as a person.

Whether it be writer’s block, blogger’s rage, or the overall frustration and exhaustion – we all have the need to disconnect every once in a while. I get it. And I encourage you to step away and find your retreat. I figured out what I need to do, especially when the noise and distractions get to be too much and I start deviating from what I want to do over to what others say I should. Do what you must to find your voice again, your passion, and when ready – use your powers for helping others find theirs.

In the end, it’s the only thing that matters and the only legacy worth leaving behind.

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Carol Cain

Brooklyn native Carol is happiest when on an adventure, whether close to home or farther away. She is a small business owner and travel writer. In addition to creating Girl Gone Travel, she is the Founder and Principal of Brave World Media, a social media marketing, communications, and branding agency. She's mom to three wonderful sons and wife to a handsome Irish/Scot. She lives, works, and plays in the beautiful Finger Lakes region of NY.

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  • Ayngelina
    August 2, 2012

    I find the being connected creeps up on me slowly and then I'm always online and burning out quickly, somehow I recognize it and disconnect for a few days and feel much better. Lately I have restricted myself to not working on weekends, it seems to help.

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  • Carol Cain
    August 2, 2012

    @ Ayngelina:

    I am totally disconnecting in a couple of weeks. So important! You have a good approach.

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