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Writing Prompt : You had to choose between being able to write a blog (but not read others’) and being able to read others’ blogs (but not write your own), which would you pick? Why?

I love blogging,  partly because I enjoy b talking about EVERYTHING. And honestly there are times when blogging has become an indirect sort of therapy; just being able “to get it out” feels good sometimes.  Then off course b there are the times when someone likes and  responds to something I have posted makes me feel like people get me and understand me.
On the flip side blogging sometimes becomes burdensome,  on the days I don’t feel good I don’t want to do anything but sleep. Even now sitting in  hospital bed,  I’m writing, partly because I just came back from a month long hiatus (and I didn’t want to take another) and if I didn’t get something  out I’m gonna feel guilty about it for the rest of  the day. That being said, if given a chance to being able to write a blog (but not read others’) and being able to read others’ blogs (but not write your own). I would read what others write (and just be a prolific commenter).
I feel like although I enjoy writing, there are so many others who do it better and with millions of blogs out there I’m bound to find everything that suits my intrests.
But I would miss it…. and find another source for my writing.

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