I’m writing this in my mother tongue, Swedish.
I’ve written before about my doubts about blogging in English. I honestly don’t understand why I don’t just quit and write in Swedish instead. Maybe it’s because of the wider range of fun and exciting services English has to offer.
But is it worth it?
I don’t mind that it takes longer for me to write in English compared to Swedish; it can even be joyful at times. However, I’ve noticed that the texts are getting more boring in my eyes. They lack ease and fluency and sometimes feel almost academic, at least to me.
It’s a bit tiresome to write about it again and probably even more boring to read about it, but it feels better when I do. It’s like the pieces fall into place somehow, and that’s the main reason I write, in whatever form.
Now that I think about it, I realize that even the therapeutic part of writing is largely absent when I write in English. The posts feel more like essays than unfiltered manifestations of thoughts and feelings. The exact opposite of what I see as the main benefit and joy of writing.
I still haven’t quite made up my mind about it. Maybe I never will. Anyway, it feels good to write about it in my native language. I’ve missed that.